They only fall... a-part.
Can it be.. undone?
The atmosphere could best be described as 'intense and high energy'.
The place would have been completely dark, if not for the pulsing multi-coloured lights that illuminated the area, exposing a lot of people.
People that were dancing, people that were making out, people that were drinking, people that were clearing using things they oughtn't to.
It was one of the more popular, but seedier, clubs in the city. People of all kinds showed up here, and they brought all their money to the place.
But there was one in the club that wasn't partaking in any of the high-energy or mind-altering activities. He was sitting at the bar, arm on the bar itself, holding onto a glass with some liquid in it, his other arm held up, his hand palm open, with his cheek resting in it.
He was dressed in faded jeans, black sneakers, a grey tee-shirt, and a black woollen hat... with large blond bangs sticking out from underneath it.
He downed what was in his glass, as one of the males behind the bar approached him.
"Refill?" he asked.
"Yeh." was all the patron responded with, as he looked left and right, taking in the people around him.
"...nobody'd ever miss ONE of them." he mumbled under his breath. "It'd be TOO damn easy..." he muttered further, befor sighing.
The place would have been completely dark, if not for the pulsing multi-coloured lights that illuminated the area, exposing a lot of people.
People that were dancing, people that were making out, people that were drinking, people that were clearing using things they oughtn't to.
It was one of the more popular, but seedier, clubs in the city. People of all kinds showed up here, and they brought all their money to the place.
But there was one in the club that wasn't partaking in any of the high-energy or mind-altering activities. He was sitting at the bar, arm on the bar itself, holding onto a glass with some liquid in it, his other arm held up, his hand palm open, with his cheek resting in it.
He was dressed in faded jeans, black sneakers, a grey tee-shirt, and a black woollen hat... with large blond bangs sticking out from underneath it.
He downed what was in his glass, as one of the males behind the bar approached him.
"Refill?" he asked.
"Yeh." was all the patron responded with, as he looked left and right, taking in the people around him.
"...nobody'd ever miss ONE of them." he mumbled under his breath. "It'd be TOO damn easy..." he muttered further, befor sighing.
Why can't I just be
The one
For once!?
The one
For once!?