Post by Romeo Davis on Jul 20, 2008 13:10:48 GMT -5
He finds himself outside walking the streets after yet another disappointing night at Overload. He honestly couldn’t figure out what was troubling him so bad that he continued to perform like crap. He was sporting a pair on faded blue jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a pair of white Nike sneakers on his feet. His hair was tied back and his wrist was wrapped with an ace bandage. Maybe it could have been the injury that was on his mind. Who knows? Right now he was on his way to the local bar to have himself a drink or two and just chill out so that he could loosen his mind and find out what was going wrong with him. So the walk continued until his found himself at the front door of the bar. He slowly put his hand on the door and pulled on the handle allowing the door to swing open. He made his way inside and the first sounds he heard were the sounds of the glasses clinking. There were people all over but Romeo managed to spot himself an open stool in front of the bar. He walked over to the seat and sat down with his head face down. Truly he was down and it defiantly showed. Moments later the bartender made his way over to Romeo and spoke out to him.
Eh. You with your head down, what can I get cha?
"Jus get me a bottle of Sam Adams."
The bartender made his way over to the selves and picked up a cup he then filled it with Sam Adams and slid the cup over to Romeo. Without even looking, Romeo put his hand out and the cup slid right into it. Romeo lifted his head and lifted the cup to his lips and took a long swig of the beer. He then placed the cup back on the table and his head fell once again. Thoughts began to fill his mind about what was going on.
Eh. You with your head down, what can I get cha?
"Jus get me a bottle of Sam Adams."
The bartender made his way over to the selves and picked up a cup he then filled it with Sam Adams and slid the cup over to Romeo. Without even looking, Romeo put his hand out and the cup slid right into it. Romeo lifted his head and lifted the cup to his lips and took a long swig of the beer. He then placed the cup back on the table and his head fell once again. Thoughts began to fill his mind about what was going on.