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Abelios drew in a deep breath, then let it out slowly. Dark blue eyes peered down the tapering length of the cue stick in his hands, focusing on the ball just beyond its tip. It was potentially his last shot in a game of eight ball. Both teams had pocketed all their numbered balls, so they were now competing to be the first to score the eight ball and win the game. The felt of the pool table was soft under his skin as he worked to line up his shot.
Another deep breath. Unintentionally, Abe stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth and closed one eye to focus, earning a laugh from the group of new friends he was playing with. He’d come to the Crown Pub to drink the night away, to forget his worries. After his unexpected arrival to this strange land, he’d been partaking in his favorite vices more often. It was an easy way to push his problems to the back burner. Hard to remember your woes if you can’t even remember where you are, right? It turned out that the Crown Pub was expensive, more than he had expected. He should have known it would be after seeing Engloria for a few days. Luckily, after an intense game of billiards, a group of rowdy businessmen had adopted him into their group. They seemed to find him entertaining and kept the liquor flowing, so Abe was more than happy to ham it up a little for free booze.
Despite the alcohol in his system, Abe was trying his best to focus. He had a pretty good track record for billiards so far in his life. This was a shot he didn’t want to miss. Crack! The cue stick collided with the cue ball, sending it rolling over the table quickly. It hit the eight ball, giving it momentum towards the corner pocket. The eight ball slowed, teetering at the edge of the hole. The businessmen held their breaths. “Come on!” Abe cheered at the ball, clenching his fist. After what seemed like ages, but was just a second, it fell in. The group erupted into cheers and groans. His redheaded teammate let out a few raucous whoops, clapping Abe roughly on the back as the two laughed in their victory.
“Yes! Yes! I picked the right teammate!” the guy slurred, raising his glass to the air, then downing it all in one drink. “We did it buddy! Aww, my drink’s gone…” he looked sadly at the empty glass in his hand and pouted. “I’ll grab some more,” Abe offered, placing his cue stick on the table and heading towards the bar. He had no issue being the one to fetch drinks for the group as long as it meant he was able to keep drinking on their dime. They wouldn’t notice until their tab was due that he kept ordering high-shelf stuff.
Abe leaned against the bar counter, admiring the fancy mahogany wood for a moment before a bartender could attend to him. This place was beyond his current budget, so he couldn’t help but revel in the lavishness of it all. “Five scotches on the rocks to the third pool table,” he requested as a bartender stopped by for a moment, “and a chilled tequila here.”
“Thanks!” he called after the bartender, earning a few strange looks and raised noses from some of the other patrons sitting down the bar. Abe rolled his eyes at them, then leaned against the bar. He’d been taught to treat everyone, especially service workers, with the same basic respect.
Turning to look the other way, he realized there was a woman just a few feet down the bar from him that he hadn’t seen when he walked up. Abe couldn’t help but stare a little - longer than he should have thanks to the thick buzz of alcohol in his head. His eyebrows rose ever so slightly. Long black hair, emerald eyes, and curvaceous features embellished by her outfit. Damn. She was gorgeous. Immediately he was enthralled.
Quickly he straightened out the blue button-up shirt he was wearing and ran a hand through his hair in an attempt to smooth it into shape. Like usual, the black locks had a mind of their own and fell back into the typical messy style. The tequila he had ordered was placed next to him, so the titan grabbed it up and scooted closer to the woman.
“Hey,” he greeted, leaning on the bar next to her with a friendly smile. “Whatcha drinkin’?” Not his smoothest line ever. Abe was banking on his looks to glaze over any verbal goofs he might have after the amount of drinks in his system.
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