The kind where everyone is awkward around everyone, and the bartender here's trying to cope with all the testosterone in the room.. And sorry darling. I'll have whatever you reccomend.
*grabs ben* And that's enough out of you... I will not see a woman disrespected in my presence. Perhaps a time out is in order.. *and with that he dissappears from his grrip*
Meanwhile in some uncharted corner of the universe...... he's shivering, it's sub-arctic temperatures, and it's a wasteland, not a soul to be found. Just him, some wildlife, and wilderness.
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