Drinkings, tunes, and vengeance work. A good Friday night.

[notavirgin]

Serious hottie at the bar. I mean serious hottie. How come African-American guys can pull off that shaven-head thing? Yummy. Human too, as far as I can tell, which isn't all that uncommon in Willy's, but isn't really that common either

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[avenging_son]

I've had better nights.

Better weeks.

Better years...

*tries to put on a bit of a smile*

You don't want to hear all my troubles, I'm certain.

[notavirgin]

I've got a good ear. You could say that listening to people's problems is in my job description. Sometimes, just verbalizing things helps.

[avenging_son]

*sigh*

I've run into...well, let's just say that there's this person...who I've spent a long time looking to square up with...and I've found him. But I don't know if I should.

*shakes his head*

Chalk it up to macho posturing, or an overdose of testosterone, I guess.

[notavirgin]

There's something to be said for closure, as much as some pop-psychologists overuse the word. You can't move on until you have finished the last section of your life. Is it possible to close this one?

*toasting your efforts with a wry smile*

[lockley]

*goes back to chatting with Willy, checking around the bar with paranoia*

[astraeia]

Impressive. Quite. *smiles*