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Post by Jan Novak on Mar 30, 2012 17:51:32 GMT -4
Jan Novak rushed into the loud chatty bar in town, he needed a drink... And an advice. The 19 year old Czech seated him self infornt of the bartender and asked him in a very nervous way, "I-I need to ask you something..., It's important..."
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on Mar 30, 2012 18:07:42 GMT -4
Vuk gently cleaned the glasses, one by one, as if he were holding an egg. The place was real busy, but that didn't stop him from picking up the sound of the door opening. The Serb put the glass in it's proper place and looked up at the familiar man.
"Hey, bre! You need advice? Lemme get you a drink first..."
The brunette searched for a nice cool bottle of Pilsner. Vuk knew it was native to his friend's backround. He placed it in front of Czech's hands.
"Now tell me, bre... what do you need help with?"
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Post by Jan Novak on Mar 30, 2012 21:37:21 GMT -4
"Oh thank you...," The Czech replied as he recives the bottle. "Well... It's complected actually... I-a....," Jan mudders as he rubs the back of his wheat colored head, "I am having these wierd dreams lately."
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on Mar 30, 2012 21:49:40 GMT -4
Vuk grined at his friend. He sure can be a nervous wreck sometimes.
"Dreams, bre? What kinda dreams?"
A million guesses passed through his mind. Most of the damned ideas was about girls though.
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Post by Jan Novak on Mar 31, 2012 9:22:46 GMT -4
Jan slowly takes a sip of his Pilsner before he resumed on talking, "Well... in the dream I was with Dalenka... My ex-wife... We were snuggling up with each other on a grassy hill while star gazing as if we were still together. Then I would turn around to kiss her on her lips but istead I would freak out because she was no longer there! Instead Ivan was! I would ask him what happened to Dalenka but his reply is often 'who's that' or 'I was here the whole time'. And... After that...," Jan slightly gets even more nervous now, "It varies each night... One night he might kiss me... And in others he would bash my face in with his pipe..." Jan finishes talking about his horrid dream and shakingly drinks his Pilsner.
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on Apr 5, 2012 16:49:25 GMT -4
Vuk raised an eyebrow. The brunette gave it a nice long thought. He had heard about Gilbert messing with Jan's curl, which made Jan kiss Ivan. He'd also heard about his fight over Dalenka with Ivan.
"I think I might have an idea why it keeps coming back, bre... Your brain is telling you something... Tell me about your relationship with Dalenka and Ivan."
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Post by Jan Novak on Apr 26, 2012 18:48:34 GMT -4
Jan sighed as he recalled his relationships with both them, "Well, Dalenka and I have always been friends eversince we were little and when we got a bit older, we have both decided to get married on a wimp as you will... It was great at first but then we decided to divorce... I guess due to how young we were, then I just couldn't stop thinking of her because afterall she is my first and only love that I have ever had! So, we got back together...," he takes a swig of beer before continueing, "And as for Ivan... It's a bit more complected than that... We are friends but there are times that we don't get along... For the most part we are pretty good friends." Czech then adds worryingly, "But after that kiss... I don't know! I have been blushing alot whenever he is near me for no reason at all and I have been having these dreams!"
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on Apr 26, 2012 19:00:09 GMT -4
Vuk thought about it long and hard. What could those damn dreams mean? Maybe they're a bit like flash-backs...
"Those dreams could be no more than flash-backs, bre. But then again, they could be telling you that you should just get over that incident with Ivan and try to get back with Dalenka, Jan. I guess that won't be an easy task, but... that's basically the best I can say for you pal. It ain't easy to interperet dreams like that, bre."
The Serb had truthfully answered. It's quite rare, considering his usual shallow character. The brunette just hoped that Jan would just NOT take that for granted and leave him a nice tip.
"Do you need another drink?"
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Post by Jan Novak on Apr 26, 2012 19:11:45 GMT -4
The Czech nodded, "Yes, I would like another beer..." He kept thinking about what his pal said over and over again in his mind... 'Flashbacks? What does he mean? Maybe it's just a combo of things that have happened... Or maybe it's something totally different! What in hell do they mean?!'
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on May 18, 2012 20:49:32 GMT -4
Vuk went over to the cabinet and looked in to find his buddy a drink.
"Damnit, bre! Someone forgot to refill this! We SHOULD have something in the back though..."thought the brunette.
"Hey Jan," said the Serb. "Just sitck arounk, okay? I have to restock our drinks..."
With those words, the bartender exited back of the the counter and headed to the cooler room.
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Post by Jan Novak on May 20, 2012 17:22:42 GMT -4
Jan nodded towards his Serbian friend who slowly disappeared into the cooler room. The still panicked Czech needed to think about what those dreams could possibly mean... Was it just a bunch of flashbacks or something else? He wished that he knew the answer, so things could go back to normal between Dalenka and Ivan, but it seems that it is not the case. He needs to discover what seacrets lie deep within his mind.
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on May 20, 2012 21:29:22 GMT -4
Vuk grumbled to himself. Who was that damned idiot who didn't refill? It must have been a guy with a morning shift, because the bottom of that drawer was as dry as a damn desert.
"Now where's that beer, bre...?"
The Serb looked high and low. He knew for sure they didn't run out. Besides, keeping the alcohol in check was the manager's job!
"There it is!"
Low and behold, six bottles of Czech beer.
"Now to get these babies back to Jan!"
The brunette rushed out of the cooling room and got back to the counter. He quickly opened up a beer bottle and passed it to Jan. He put the rest where they belong.
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Post by Jan Novak on May 21, 2012 15:12:19 GMT -4
The Czech grasped the Pilsner and thanked Vuk before drinking a bit of it. He then asked the Serb, "Well, if that's the case then, how could I make these dreams stop?" Jan at this point dranked a bit more of the bottle, waiting for an anwser from his Serbian friend.
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Post by Vuk Slobodan Misic on May 26, 2012 10:10:18 GMT -4
Vuk pondered. He's no doctor, but there are many ways to stop dreams. It depends though...
"Well,"started the Serb."It really depends on the person, bre. The most common way to keep yourself from dreaming at all is keeping yourself occupied. REALLY occupied. Playing more, reading more.... that kinda stuff."
The brunette hoped that would helped, but he expected more questions. He always did. Vuk liked guessing the future, even if it's so close. *DON'T TELL ANYONE, BRE*
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