Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140205062423/@comment-24147026-20140205070050

Neil was exhausted to put it lightly, he was just off from a job, and things didn't go so smoothly as planned. He let his "employer" know where he could shove the items he had stolen for him, and got the hell out of dodge.

He was pissed and had lien to blow, that only meant one thing: Time to get hella drunk! Picking the first place he could find that didn't have too many people in it, Neil found himself a seat next to the bar. He eyed the couple other patrons from behind his triangle sunglasses, curious on to what lead them here as well.

He wasn't going to ask them of course, he was still fuming. Maybe after a few pints of something with alcohol and he'd loosen back up to his usual self-proclaimed awesome self.

Rapping his knuckles on the bar's wooden surface, Neil tried to gain the bartenders attention.

"Hey, yo, over here, I need something strong, like really strong." Thinking about it for a few moments, he continued "And another round for the whole bar, my treat." He gestured to the others around him with a dramatic swing of his hand.