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Four Men, a Woman, the Monster and a BarSeven and John entered the bar and were met with the smell of alcohol and puke, a familiar smell to the pair. John picked out two seats up at the bar and they sat side by side, laughing as they talked about fun times they had.Four Men, a Woman, the Monster and a Bar in Short Stories
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"He was a pain in the ass," John said, Seven laughed but before he could say something a voice spoke up with a laugh.
"Ha! Bow chicka bow wow!" They both turned to see a tan man with dark brown hair smiling over at them, he was wearing a teal-aqua?-shirt and some dogtags hung around his neck. Beside him a man leaned forward to see who he was talking to, he had a brown-gold-ish shirt and he also wore dogtags. His left eye was covered with a scar but despite that he seemed quite cheery. He smiled.
"Hi, I'm York and this is my buddy Tucker, he's a little...perverted," York told them with a chuckle. Seven grinned at the two.
"It's nice to meet you! I'm Seven and this is John, he's a party pooper," Seven told them with a snicker. Tucker and York both laughed, they kne