11-24-2018, 01:41 AM
▹▹▹▹ Atticus wasn't quite sure who had spiked his drink during the course of the night, but one thing was for certain that the crowd of faces around him were now far more blurry, and amusing than they had been about an hour prior to all of this. The grown man, who was usually stoic, thought to be the bouncer of the club for his tall, bulky stature, was now almost a little giggling school girl in his chair as he talked to some poor chaps next to him who were just as subjected to his voice as the Italian man that had been sitting nearby the whole night. This night had originated as nothing more than a friendly get together with some friends of his, who had now since abandoned him for the dance floor and the loud music on the other side of the bar. He himself, well, he was drink-in-hand and watching the karaoke stage just a few sparse feet away as a lady finished a rather (poor) rendition of "My Heart Will Go On." He wasn't sure how much longer even his drunken self could be subjected to that croaky singing, his gaze slowly turning to the people next to him. "You'd think after all these years since that movie, people would get bored of that song? I mean, really... It's atrocious... Man dies on a wooden plank in the middle of the sea and she spends so long just... sitting there while a lifeboat passes by. Anything would be better than that song.."
//this is a mess I'm sorry XD
//this is a mess I'm sorry XD