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It's my party and I'll cry if I want to...]
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Angelina hasn't been to the bar in a while. Why bother? Most of the people she used to know have stopped coming, moved on to bigger and better things. The last person she had any real connection to left without saying goodbye and never came back. Bastard. Not that she's bitter or
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"Could you make that two, dear Bar?" he says, taking the stool next to Angelina.
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"How are you?"
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For both of them, it looks like.
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"I haven't really been around much lately. I've been really busy."
She made sure to keep herself that way, so she didn't have time to dwell on things like dead parents and ex-boyfriends.
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She grabs a paradox herself and pops it in her mouth. It tastes just like she remembers them tasting: exactly as an onion ring does not.
"Merlin, I've missed these things."
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There may be a hug. Someone's missed seeing her around.
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She smiles and nods.
"Good old Milliways. Always shows up at just the right time."
And with just the right people too.
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"Pity you didn't come in a bit earlier. It was my Happy Hour shift today."
Yeaaaaah, someone's got a paid job.
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"Turns out the standards for barpeople are about the same as the bar's entrance policy," Yrael grins.
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"Sort of like bar security, too really. But I suppose the bar job is made somewhat easier by having a sentient magical bar around when things go wrong."
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