When Howard Met Nova
Howard the duck flirts with nova prime in a bar more or less. characters belong to marvel. story is mine. howard sat in the lunar sans cocktail lounge waiting on his dirty martini.
A Chocobo Drink and Flee
A chocobo tries to run a large tab at a bar before running out on it. he instead is caught and forced to repay the bar, while helping create a brand new mixed drink in his honor. (a short story before bed since i got bored!
A Life of Adventure, Chapter Five (Wanderings, Part One)
A bar separated one section from the rest, cut from the same stone as the walls, floor, and ceiling. something else wasn't quite right, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on...
Survival of the Fittest: The Lay of the Land
Located twenty-two and one-quarter mile down highway seventy-two there did exist what the christians-- at least those lucky enough to know of its existence-- called "that one faggot bar what all the faggots go to" a gay bar in the city.
The War's Remnants
A woman came into the bar via the side door from the dark, snowy alley way. the snow outside flying into the bar like the white wisps of the soulless bar patrons returning to their bodies.
John's Sexy Bartime
As john turned to the bar, he caught sight of a husky, sitting alone at the other end of the bar. 'he's cute' john thought, grinning to himself.
Fallout: Part 4: Bar hopping
Colin murphy looked at dunn in the back of the bar. "now piss off, you'll scare away my customers, and that's really saying something considering these tough bastards."
Some Lifetimes Are Like That
"this bar?" "of course not the bar. i'm talking about this city, this whole existence in general. hell, life itself." "you really are down, aren't you?" "you know what i used to do, don't you? i mean, we've talked about it in the past."
WHERE'S THE DRINKS?!
A voice from across the bar yelled. it was tyresius! "tyresius! glad you could join us! grab a holo and get comfy, the drinks are on me!" i boasted to him confidently.
life with a dragon chapter eight
"so where is this bar you want to go to?" "it is that way. take a left at the shell station and it will be a few blocks down the road" berrwain comments as he points in the general direction of the bar.
The bleak life of a black rose part one
I was going to the lesbian bar in town as i found that to be my haven where i felt loved and accepted.
Raising Stakes
The jugs were set down by two of the bar's smiling waitresses. loudly. right in front of carra and wyndsong. of course both jumped and looked up, startled and blushing. badimo grinned. "cake? in a fucking bar? what's next. shitty paper hats?