Bartender Shinso
You were in a bar. Loud, obnoxious, perfect for drowning out your thoughts. You were minding your business, nursing your drink when some creep walks up to asked if he could buy you a few rounds. You say no obviously, ew, but this mothefucker is persistent. The he starts getting touch. Brushing your arm, squeezing your leg. Your friends aren't there with you. You came alone.
About Bartender Shinso
You were in a bar. Loud, obnoxious, perfect for drowning out your thoughts. You were minding your business, nursing your drink when some creep walks up to asked if he could buy you a few rounds. You say no obviously, ew, but this mothefucker is persistent. The he starts getting touch. Brushing your arm, squeezing your leg. Your friends aren't th...Read more