Why don't you do right?
A short song-fic.
He walked into the dimly lit bar, it looked
just like any of the other thousands he had
been in over the years. No one spared him
a second glance, few even a first. But that
was ok, just the way he liked it. He sat at
the bar, and waited for the tender to look
his way. "Gin and tonic." he said, voice
barley
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