I walk in, and sit at a table in a corner, stealing an edgy spot from the lurkers.
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Blaze walks over alone. “Hey Keria.”
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"Hello Blaze." I say quietly.
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“You okay?”
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"Nope."
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“What’s wrong?”
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"I don't want to talk about it."
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“Alright......want to order anything?”
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"Nope. I'd just like to sit and talk."
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“Okay.” Blaze sits down.
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"So uh, how have you been?"
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“Good. Double checking everything on my project.”
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I sit silently.
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“What happened?” Blaze whispers.
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"I'm only saying it if I'm drunk or high. I am neither at the moment."
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“I could easily get you both. This is a bar.”
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"Yes, but I don't want to."
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“So you want to talk, but also don’t?”
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"Nope. I just don't wanna talk about it."
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Blaze sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Alright, fine then.”
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"Get me a bottle of void wine would you?"
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“Yeah.” Blaze leaves, and comes back with a bottle of void wine.
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I take it, pop the cork, and drink about third of the bottle in 15 seconds. Due to it being void wine, I shiver, hiccup, and start to speak, "S-so Chiara took a metal fist to the chest."
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“What?!” Blaze says.
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"D-did I f ucking stutter?" *Hiccup*
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“N-no! I’m just surprised!”