Vadim let out a long sigh as the old steel door into the bar creaked shut behind him, his weary eyes scanning over the bustling room as patrons and staff members staggered about the narrow walkways of the dining area, the smell of cheap alcohol assaulting his nostrils as he made his way to a barstool. The week had just seemed to drag on and get worse with every passing day; early in the week had seen accusations of academic dishonesty from one of his professors being tossed towards him, while the very next day saw the raccoon needing to rewrite his résumé... again. As badly as the week was going, he needed a drink.
“Бармен! Я бы хотел выпить, пожалуйста!” Taking a twenty out of his pocket that he had filched off some rich punk on the way in the door, the otherwise broke student hailed over the nearest bartender, who was appropriately confused by a request made in the Slavic tongue. It was, however, evidently enough to get a bottle of vodka and small bowl of peanuts sent his way within a few minutes, a sight that made the raccoon's ears perk slightly. Pouring himself a glass, he could tell it was cheap stuff as he knocked it back… Not that he minded; he was there to get drunk, not sip fine wine. The only thing that would make the occasion better would be someone to share the bottle with….
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“Бармен! Я бы хотел выпить, пожалуйста!” Taking a twenty out of his pocket that he had filched off some rich punk on the way in the door, the otherwise broke student hailed over the nearest bartender, who was appropriately confused by a request made in the Slavic tongue. It was, however, evidently enough to get a bottle of vodka and small bowl of peanuts sent his way within a few minutes, a sight that made the raccoon's ears perk slightly. Pouring himself a glass, he could tell it was cheap stuff as he knocked it back… Not that he minded; he was there to get drunk, not sip fine wine. The only thing that would make the occasion better would be someone to share the bottle with….
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