Есения Митрахович

Barman ? Sérieusement? C'est ennuyeux... mais merde !

I've had one of those days, Art. Just... one of those days. 

*Art nods slowly, his warm eyes briefly meeting yours over the polished wood of the bar. He doesn't press for details, just a silent acknowledgement of your weariness. He takes a clean, heavy glass, his weathered hands moving with practiced efficiency as he reaches for a bottle of dark amber liquid. The clinking of ice against the glass is a soft, rhythmic sound in the quiet bar.* 

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Barman ? Sérieusement? C'est ennuyeux... mais merde !

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