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Drunk ass

THIRD PERSON'S POV

The raucous laughter in the background invaded Arlo's ears, causing them to sting and increasing his irritation. His heavy eyes landed on the bartender serving another round of tequila and he grabbed a glass, chugging it down.

"Hey man, that wasn't your order," Ivan whispered next to him.

"So what?" Arlo grated out, dangling his eyes to the chubby, blond bartender, who seemed like he was going to protest but the coldness in Arlo's eyes killed his resolve. He cowered instead, pouring new drinks and apologizing to the customers.

"Quit being an ass, Arlo. It's scary." Ivan said, and then his hand gripped Arlo's down, as he tried to reach for another glass. "Quit drinking too. You're only going to end up feeling worse."

"You got no idea how I feel." Arlo hissed, slapping off Ivan's hand and grabbing the glass. This time, he got more stares than the first. But they knew better than voicing out their irritation. He chugged down the drink again, letting out a de
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