Alec Troven (
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Despite working in a bar, Alec's never really been much of the drinking sort. He'll drink, of course, but never really into horrid excess. It's more of a 'if I get drunk then I might do something that will get me hurt/arrested/sent back to my family' sort of thing. Which is why it was more than unusual for him to be humming some what drunkenly in the bar before opening as he's trying to clean glasses.
He drops one.
Stares at it.
And then proceeds to laugh hysterically.
Because that's clearly the funniest thing ever.
He drops one.
Stares at it.
And then proceeds to laugh hysterically.
Because that's clearly the funniest thing ever.
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He kinda misses the whole permanent sounding bit there.
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She pours herself more liquor. She's pretty sure she needs it. This conversation has unexpectedly taken a turn for the darker.
"Still, she'd be better off not married to anyone at all."
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He finishes his drink and then pours himself some more.
"Well, given the choice between me and him, definitely. Peersonally I thinks she'd like Dorthy."
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She sighs, shakes her head, takes a long drink from her glass, then moving the bottle away from him.
"Look. I'm cutting you off. You've had enough, and you're just going to start pitying yourself."
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And she will. That's why she's going to be taking this newspaper now, so that she has as much vital information about William as she can. And before she gets up from the bar, she's patting him on the back comfortingly.