Caritas | Wednesday
Alex wanted a drink. So, when he wandered into Caritas sometime that evening and didn't see a bartender, he took a seat and waited. Tino didn't move towards him. Tino just glared like Alex had kicked his dog and knocked up his girlfriend.
Fine, if Tino was going to act like a whiny baby, Alex was going to have to take matters into his own hands. He got up and found his way back behind the bar, knocking into Tino with his shoulder as he did. Tino hit the bar and had the audacity to look offended.
"Your fault," Alex said, grabbing for some alcohol and deciding to play bartender for the night. Not like he hadn't done that before. "You're getting fat, Tino."
Tino felt self conscious for the rest of the night.
Fine, if Tino was going to act like a whiny baby, Alex was going to have to take matters into his own hands. He got up and found his way back behind the bar, knocking into Tino with his shoulder as he did. Tino hit the bar and had the audacity to look offended.
"Your fault," Alex said, grabbing for some alcohol and deciding to play bartender for the night. Not like he hadn't done that before. "You're getting fat, Tino."
Tino felt self conscious for the rest of the night.