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Post by serahfalcon on Feb 29, 2012 19:27:22 GMT -4
A tall man with flat dirty blonde hair sighed as he opened to the door to the bar. Now this was just any ordinary customer, this man was Lars Zimmerman owner and CEO of Holland’s Tulips a very well off gardening company. Today had been the one of the longest days of his life. The Government was really cracking down on businesses and their workers. Lars was doing everything he could to protect them and give them decent wages but it was getting difficult when he was losing more money to The Government than he was gaining from his business. He would have to figure something out before his company went bankrupt.
Right now what he needed was a cold beer and a warm smoke to send his stress on a short vacation. He stepped up to the counter and took a seat. “A cold beer, preferably a Bavaria if you have it,” He asked even though it sounded more like statement. He pulled out his pipe and got it ready for a good smoke.
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Post by Ludwig Beilschmidt on Apr 12, 2012 19:01:59 GMT -4
Ludwig sighed, eyes focused on the glass he was currently cleaning. It had been somewhat of a slow night at the bar, and he was using his downtime to sort things out in his head. Thing had been a little rough for him as of late, and it was making it hard for him to concentrate in class. He had to work extra hard to keep his grades where they were, which annoyed him. He heard someone walk into the bar and looked up. He was dirty blonde, and didn’t look too happy. Fantastic…just what I needed today.
Walking over to the man, he was about to greet him when the man spoke. A little miffed by the statement, he went to go pour the man the beer he requested while keeping his temperament in check. When the smell of a pipe hit him, he turned to see the man also smoking. Bringing the beer over, he put it in front of the blonde without a word.
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