Drowning the sorrows(Rinae)
Jul 2, 2013 2:38:19 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2013 2:38:19 GMT -7
His brothers disappearance haunted him to this day. 9 years ago his brother vanished. Here one day, gone the next. Jonah's parent's never found out what happened to him. Jonah went on a spree of drinking and sleeping around. He hated what he did to his brother and felt guilty about it. This was one of those nights, 16 years ago, Jonah walked into the bar and ordered the drink. This was gonna be a rough night because this particular bartender didn't like Jonah that much.
Ever since he got into that fight a few weeks back, this bartender hated him, though as long as he didn't cause trouble, he would not get thrown out of the bar. He sat at the bar sipping his drinking, trying everything he could to forget about his worries. He swung around and began scanning the room. He needed a release and he knew of what kind. It was how he coped. He really didn't see much that interested in and returned to his drink.
The night was still young, so he wasn't gonna rush into the first women he saw, he could be selective at this point in the night. Later on in the night if he struck out a few times he might have to take what he can get. He felt someone sit next to him and looked over the person. She was gorgeous and just whom he was looking for tonight. "Hello, how are you tonight?" He asked her, he never really used lines, he was to casual for that and in his experience found that they never really worked out. The women scoffed at him and moved to the other side of the bar. Strike one. No big deal he would just enjoy his drink.
Ever since he got into that fight a few weeks back, this bartender hated him, though as long as he didn't cause trouble, he would not get thrown out of the bar. He sat at the bar sipping his drinking, trying everything he could to forget about his worries. He swung around and began scanning the room. He needed a release and he knew of what kind. It was how he coped. He really didn't see much that interested in and returned to his drink.
The night was still young, so he wasn't gonna rush into the first women he saw, he could be selective at this point in the night. Later on in the night if he struck out a few times he might have to take what he can get. He felt someone sit next to him and looked over the person. She was gorgeous and just whom he was looking for tonight. "Hello, how are you tonight?" He asked her, he never really used lines, he was to casual for that and in his experience found that they never really worked out. The women scoffed at him and moved to the other side of the bar. Strike one. No big deal he would just enjoy his drink.