Club Victrola, Alexandria, Tuesday Night

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Both Chuck and Angela had been having a shitty couple of days and naturally the only logical solution to curing that was by drinking a lot. And, wouldn't you know it, Chuck had his own club to do just that. A club away from Fandom, the people they were avoiding and the squirrels. Oh, and there were half-naked chicks dancing around. That was a plus

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Angela dragged her eyes away from the stage where they had been trained until he said that. "... Sam started a bar fight?"

"We are talking Winchester, right?"

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"The tall floppy haired dork, yep," Chuck said, sitting down. The fight had totally been Chuck's fault but the story was so much better when he left that out.

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She followed his lead, settling down beside him. It was difficult to believe, surprisingly enough.

"How drunk did you get him?" The immediate thought that came to Angela.

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"Pretty drunk," Chuck admitted with a smirk. "Speaking of drunk, what are we drinking tonight?"