After the End RP discussion

They stupidly don't check IDs. Probably since it's after the End and all.

Josh walked in and sat down ordering a drink. He had first come a few weeks ago. He told himself he wouldn't come again. He didn't want to turn into a drunk or anything. He knew the hazards and didn't want to be like his cigarette-addicted older brother. Yet here he was again. He sighed.

Not fifteen minutes later, Trevis walked into the bar. He was slightly surprised to see his brother here, but it didn't last long. He slid onto the stool next to him and ordered a drink, smirking.

Josh tensed.

"You know, I think it would really kill Skylar to see you here," he commented pleasantly, pulling out his phone to send a text.

"Like she'd care."

He smiled and put the phone back in his pocket. "Little Joshie is growing up." He reached over and tousled his hair.

He moved around to dodge his hand. "Shut up."

He laughed around the cigarette in his mouth.

"What are you goin to use it as a straw?"

He blew a puff of smoke in his face. "You should know, my dear brother, what's it's like to have an addiction. How often have you come here, hmm?"

"This is my second time." He stated. It's not an addiction..

He laughed as if reading his thoughts.

He rolled his eyes.

He took another drag on the cigarette, then incinerated it in his hand as he received his drink.

Josh flinched and took another sip of his own drink.

He smirked. "What's wrong, Joshie? Afraid of a little fire?" He took a long draft of his own drink.

Josh got up and moved to a different seat and ordered two more drinks.

Trevis made the bottom of his brother's pant leg catch on fire, just for fun, taking another swig of his drink, which by now was about two-thirds gone.

He panicked and turned completely into ice to cool it off. Then he returned normal and ordered another three drinks. They were going fast now. He wanted to keep going until he couldn't see his brother anymore.

Trevis laughed uproariously, almost falling off the stool. He reached over and grabbed one of the drinks his brother had just ordered and drained it in one gulp. "Thanks for that one, Joshie..."

"I'll have two to go." He tturned to his brother with one hand iced and punched him in the nose before taking his drinks and walking out and far away from everyone.

((Would 7 drinks make someone drunk? O.o))

((Well I mean it's not like I've ever been in that situation! It depends what kinds of drinks i guess but probably))

Trevis fingered his nose, blood gushing down his face, and scowled. He left without paying, absentmindedly lighting another cigarette.

((Yea right? OH I just had an idea! Where is Miles???))

((He's at the old bus yard about to go to Tate's))

((I want Josh to stumble upon him. Where should he go?))

((Go to the bus yard))

((ok))

((I've never seen this place...Kobe must find it.))

Philo walked in, a cigarette between his shockingly white teeth.

((I feel like a million characters have been smoking lately O.O))

((Yeah for me it's just Trevis. But I feel like all the smokers are newer characters?))

((Exactly!!))

Bяєαnnα wrote: "((I feel like a million characters have been smoking lately O.O))"

((Philo has smoked since I made him;) Kallie smoked when she saw a cigarette....))

((Kobe drinks, but he hasn't smoked.))

Philo ordered nothing, staring blankly at a wall. It was really hot in there. Humid He sighed.

He watched her, deciding whether or not he waned a drink.

He stepped forward, ordering some vodka. Why not? "YOLO," he mumbled, gulping down a shot.

((The bar got popular fast))

((Lol. That's how most AtE topics are, dearie.))

Philo shrugged. "Doesn't matter much. I can run into walls as I please.

Kobe walked in, thirsty.

Kitty followed her brother in.

Kobe turned, looking at her. "You want something to drink?"

She shook her head no and gave him a disappointed look.

Kobe shrugged. "It's not like you didn't know."

"Dad would disapprove."

"Dad was a shady jerk, and he had nothing to do with my life." Half true.

"He taught you everything you know basically." Kitty pointed out.

Kobe nodded. "True enough, but that's because he had no life and I was the only one listening. But you see, he also taught me what alcohol does to your brain, and where are we standing now?"

Philo turned, watching with some interest.

Kitty sat down in a booth.

Kobe sat across from her, noticeably having not ordered anything.

She laid her head on the table.