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You know, this place is more obnoxious than a New York subway station some days. Nothin' but people with things they shouldn't have. Cripes. [ this would be Luke, playing bartender. he's irritated, but feel free to come by and ask him to make you something! ]

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I dun' matter. 'veryone else does.

... Have you ever thought that maybe it hurts the people that care about you that you don't give a shit about yourself?

...

It's kind of degrading to them, you know? They care so much about you but you don't give a shit-- it's like discounting their affection. [ idly wipes down the counter ]

They sh-shouldn't care 'bout me.

Looks like they do.

Idiots...

[ nudges the glass of water ] Drink the water, Asch.

*almost childishly* No.

...Don't make me come over there.

*crosses his arms over his chest*

[ raises his eyebrows and shifts his weight ] You think I won't?

*looks at him, deadpan*

[ quirks an eyebrow and walks around to the other side of the bar, being sure to stash the tequila back underneath of said bar, puts his hands on his hips and stares him down ]

*deadpaaaan*

[ picks up the glass of water, holds it up to him ]

*shakes his head*

[ moves the glass toward him, if slowly ]

....

[ sets it against his lips and raises his eyebrows ] You gonna make me force it down your throat?

*pushes his hand away* I-I'll punch you in the throat.

You'd miss, as drunk as you are. [ takes his wrist and puts the glass back ] It'll help, I promise.

*whines* Noooo...

[ releases his wrist and pets his hair idly ] ...Come on. Do you want to be horribly hung over tomorrow?

Don't care...