silent all these years

[smokingrockstar]

❝silent all these years❞ the bar is almost empty and the light is dim, the counter is sticky with beer stains and there's a curtain of smoke intoxicating the air. and a loner is playing on the dark stage that's dirty with dust and glass shards and everything, but she doesn't really care, white-haired woman has her fingers caressing the chords of

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[shutthisdown]

[Sitting on the back - but not too far away - with a beer bottle, totally checking out the guitar chick. Aw yeah boye. I mean gurl. Yep.]

[whereaboutses]

[ ... ]

Are ya' fuckin' serious?

[shutthisdown]

[Blink. Slow turn. Eyebrow arch. Slow blink.]

Can I help you?

[whereaboutses]

[ A pause. ] Whaddya mean, can I help ya'? Dont'cha know me?

[shutthisdown]

[Leans one arm on the back of his chair, scanning the other guy. He then presses his lips together and purses with a 'pfft', with nothing less of a defiant stance.]

No clue who you are, buddy. [Shrugs with his palm up.] Sorry.

[whereaboutses]

[ He's pretty sure he is Exchange - and if he wasn't, he would just try to pinpoint him and he knows that it would be this guy. He has no idea what happened. Maybe someone made him go back in time and he wasn't aware, maybe someone made Alex return to a younger age. And he can't help but to laugh at this. ]

This' a fuckin' riot.

[shutthisdown]

Glad you're enjoying yourself. [wiggles his fingers like Odyssey's a little kid.] Now run along.

[whereaboutses]

[ He crosses his feet over an empty chain and leans back, watching the girl play her guitar. ]

Your name is Alex, right?

[ Maybe he'll just fuck around a little first. ]

[shutthisdown]

[doesn't seem very bothered right now. He gets around--this guy either wants to know about his so called Killer Punch, wants to hire him, or is trying to get back at him for something. Must've made out with his girlfriend or kicked one of his friend's ass.]

Yeah, my name is Alex.