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iGlubbers
Guest
Original poster
The air was crisp, no breeze in the sky to send the chills down your back. Lights illuminated the night sky, outshining the faded stars that lie about. Swarms of people are seen bustling down the streets of New York City, rushing to reach their next destination. If you walk a few blocks away from the center of the city, a small bar can be found on the corner to your left. Neon green lights outlined the worn down sign reading: Bar Oasis.
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Name: Victor Lan
Age: 26
Grudgingly, a young man in his 20's took out his keys, inserting it to unlock the rusted door. He looked up at the darkened sky and sighed. How long could this bar hold up? For the past few years, problems arose among the staff. It all started soon after the previous owner of the bar passed into the next life. Victor was given the bar as stated in the deceased owner's will and next thing he knew, one by one the staff started to take advantage of him, stole money from the register, and even sneaked a few drinks for themselves. As a result, Vic flat out fired them all. Now he runs the bar by himself, not that it's that much of a hassle.
Vic stepped inside and flipped on the lights. The lights above flickered for a few moments before returning to normal. He turned the open sign on, and walked towards his station at the bar, wiping it clean.
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Name: Victor Lan
Age: 26
Vic stepped inside and flipped on the lights. The lights above flickered for a few moments before returning to normal. He turned the open sign on, and walked towards his station at the bar, wiping it clean.