Chip wanted to shake the kid. Wanted to yell in his face. “ don’t you know this whole place is gunna blow? Don’t you know it’s all gunna burn. Wipe that fucking smug look off your face and say something you actually think. Anything anything.”
Instead he just looked at his beer. He kept swirling it. Then watching the bubbles rise then swirling it. He looked around the bar. A few of these guys probably have already had a few beers and those ones would likely drink until close.
They were of his generation he thought to himself. Is a life tethered to your phone worse than this. A life belly up to the bar. At least there was a human to talk to. At least.
There weren’t so many young drinkers. He assumed it was just timings. They’d come eventually it was too early. They were at house parties or pre drinks preparing for the long night a head. It was Friday at least. Pat day. He’d finish the beer and then leave get out before it got too late.
Instead he just looked at his beer. He kept swirling it. Then watching the bubbles rise then swirling it. He looked around the bar. A few of these guys probably have already had a few beers and those ones would likely drink until close.
They were of his generation he thought to himself. Is a life tethered to your phone worse than this. A life belly up to the bar. At least there was a human to talk to. At least.
There weren’t so many young drinkers. He assumed it was just timings. They’d come eventually it was too early. They were at house parties or pre drinks preparing for the long night a head. It was Friday at least. Pat day. He’d finish the beer and then leave get out before it got too late.