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{ The Walk Into A Bar Meme }

The Walk Into A Bar Meme!

The bar's a comfortable place, where everyone knows you just have to walk up, give the bartender a smile, and order up a drink. Everyone goes to a bar sometime, whether to pick up a companion for the night, to pick up a friend, or pick up a drink. You never know the story behind the guy sitting next to you, or the bartender. But that's what bars are for, aren't they? To learn about the guy on the stool next to you, drinking his gin and tonic.

So what do you do in a Walk Into A Bar meme?

1. Comment here with your character and their canon in the subject line.
2. Hit RNG for a number between 1-15.
3. Tag someone else using that number as your character's reason for coming to the bar.
4. Profit!

So, what's your poison?

1. Sex on the Beach - You're here at the bar for one reason and one reason only, to find some company for the night. It might help, to buy them a drink first. But then they might throw that back in your face...

2. Tonic and Gin - Life's been one disaster after another lately, and the only thing that makes it easier is the sweet numbing taste of alcohol...

3. Midori Sour - Your friends dragged you out here and they've suddenly abandoned you for some rock star in the VIP lounge. Are you bitter? Maybe. Or maybe you'll just use the opportunity to flirt with the cute bartender...

4. Shirley Temple - You got a call five minutes ago asking you to come to the bar to pick up your too-intoxicated friend/brother/sister. But now that you're here, theydon't seem to be anywhere to be found...

5. Poolside Pleasure - There's nothing like being on vacation in a tropical paradise, is there? And what better way to soak in that tropical vibe than to swim up to the Tiki Bar for a relaxing fruity drink with a paper umbrella?

6. Moonshine - Maybe you're underaged. Or maybe the bar isn't exactly what you'd call legal. Whatever the reason, you're not supposed to be here, but you are, and while you're here, might as well get something to wet your whistle, right? Just be careful not to get caught...

7. Hair of the Dog - Last night was... do you even remember last night? Probably not, given the wicked hangover pounding in your head right now. Well, nothing cure a hangover like having a drink in the morning to take the edge off, right?

8. Champagne - Something great has happened! Did you get a promotion? Kill your nemesis? Whatever it is, you feel great and it's time everyone celebrated with you. A round of champagne on the house!

9. Shaken, not Stirred - To everyone else, this is a regular bar, but not to you. You know you're here to meet a clandestine contact, an enemy informer or a secret spy. Better play it cool and keep your eyes open...

10. Sunken Pirate Ship - You've been out on the high seas for months, and finally made it into port with your pockets full of gold. What're you going to do first? Drink that gold away or buy some company for the evening? You can do both at the bar...

11. Punch in the Rain - You're the bouncer of this bar and you think the guy sitting next to you has probably had too much to drink. Maybe it's time to cut them off. Hopefully they'll go easy, huh?

12. Bartender - Everyone who walks through the door has a story to tell, and you're the guy they love to tell those stories to. Are you the type to listen, or the type to slip a little something extra into their drink in hopes that they shut up about their sob story?

13. Absinthe - Whatever it is you just drank didn't seem to agree with you. And at the corner of your eye you keep seeing this bright green faerie... Is everything happening around you reality, or have you slipped into some kind of hallucination?

14. 357 Magnum - Did you just insult my mother? Whether or not they did, you sure think so, and you know what's the best way to settle things in a bar? With a bar brawl, of course!

15. Happy Hour - Anything goes! Got another scenario you want to play out, this is the place for it!

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He lifted a brow, nursing his coffee as he listened, chuckling as he set it down. "Hey, Macarena," he replied, taking his spoon and stirring his bowl of porridge. "I doubt I would've woken up quite so pleased with myself if all of that had actually happened," he pointed out. "Well, except the puking. I think I remember that," he wrinkled his nose, and took a bite. Thankfully, it went down without making him queasy, and the syrup had him letting out a happy hum. "What is that stuff?" he gestured with his spoon at the syrup. "It tastes familiar."

Duo stared for a second before he burst out laughing. He'd only been joking, of course, it was the first silly dance that had popped into his head. The fact that Wufei even knew the song was hilarious!

He ignored his own porridge in favour of planting his elbows on the table and cradling his chin in his hands.

"Syrup. You had it on pancakes and waffles last night. Seemed to like it then too." It might have been the reason he'd put more on the table this morning.

He managed a little smile when Duo laughed, quirking a brow as he found himself the center of attention. "It's very good, and extremely sweet," he agreed, taking another bite with a happy sound. "I'm glad my company was pleasant enough, I've never gotten drunk before," but he knew the chances were pretty good that he'd either be a delightful drunk to be around or a complete pain in the ass.

"Yeah, you weren't too bad. Just kinda wish it'd been under better circumstances." First time drunk should have been fun and with a friend. Not because of a bad mission. Though Duo hoped that, toward the end at least, he'd been able to give Wufei a little of that fun.

"How much do you remember...?" Duo had to ask. He didn't want to go and say something stupid or throw too much at Wufei too soon. But maybe he could help fill in some of the gaps?

He shrugged his shoulders. "I'd heart alcohol could make you forget an entire night, but it doesn't seem to have worked that way for me," he sighed, taking another bite as he mulled over the question while his skull throbbed away.

"Well, I remember you getting me out of the bar, and putting up with my terrible advances," he snorted softly, wincing as he did and following it with a swig of coffee. "With a great deal of grace. I remember vomiting, and after that..." he shrugged. "It's just a fog of pleasant feelings. Whatever we were doing, I was quite happy, but I can't remember anything more distinct than that."

"They weren't terrible..." He protested carefully. Duo had actually been flattered. And it had lead to something much more interesting happening.

"You were holding my hand." Duo clarified on that 'pleasant feeling', and he was smiling as he said it. A fond little smile of remembrance. "We talked. You didn't say anything embarrassing. But there was a good mood... I wouldn't let you have done anything you'd regret, Wufei."

He managed a soft chuckle as he ate, giving his head a little shake. "I know you wouldn't," he assured, even though his cheeks were pink from just the idea of holding hands. "And I don't," he added, just to be clear. Even if he couldn't remember holding Duo's hand, he certainly didn't think it was a bad thing.

"Thank you for taking care of me, and for making sure you were the one to do it," he shoveled some more porridge into his face, his body still fairly tense just from the pain throbbing away in his skull. "Have you gotten new orders yet?"

"My pleasure." Duo assured gently. He'd been doing his best to keep his voice low enough to not aggravate Wufei's poor head. He could tell from the way he brow wrinkled just how much he was hurting. So he moved away from the topic of memories and finally turned to his own porridge now it had cooled down some.

"I've been reliably informed things have been pushed back a week. Nothing new just yet. So you've plenty of time to... rest." And get over his hangover. Sleep was best, Duo thought. Hydration and sleep.

When Duo said there was nothing pressing, some of the tension eased out of his shoulders. "Good," he replied with a sigh. "I'm going to need it," even though the company and the food and the painkillers were all helping. He reached the bottom of his bowl, licking his spoon clean as he did. "I suppose this is one more mistake to cross off my bucket list, at least," he mused as he curled both hands around his coffee mug, and pulled it up for a sip, closing his eyes and letting the warmth soothe him. "Have you ever gotten black-out drunk?"

"I think... the mistake was how much you drank." And Duo blamed himself for that. If he'd gotten to Wufei a little sooner maybe he would have been able to pull him away sooner. But for the rest... "Yeah, a couple times. Always swear it'll never happen again." But it always does. Though he'd actually gotten better at it, the first time he'd drank in months was last night alongside Wufei. And even then it had only been a few drinks.

This line of work, it was so easy to fall into the bottom of a bottle to deal with everything. Duo refused.

"The mistake was choosing to drink that much on purpose," Wufei corrected with a little smile, and nodded in agreement. "Never again will be too soon, at least for getting hungover," he wouldn't say no to drinking again once in a while, he just wouldn't aim for 'blackout drunk'. "If I suspect you've gone off to crawl into a bottle, I'll return the favor and rescue you from yourself," he promised.

Duo was touched. The smile he gave Wufei was soft and grateful, he actually trusted those words. If Wufei said he would then he would. He just hoped he'd never give him cause to actually do that. Duo didn't want to end up down that path if he could help it. He liked to be in control a little too much to give in to that temptation.

"Thanks, pal. That means a lot. And just be lucky we don't have any missions right now. You can relax. I'd suggest more sleep. Just lemme know what you want for lunch and I'll have that ready for when you wake."

Oh, didn't that smile just start the butterflies up in his stomach? He felt his cheeks going warm with blush, and he returned the smile. "I'd count myself pretty damn lucky, considering," he agreed, sighing softly as he drained the rest of his coffee. "I think by then I'll be able to eat normally," so he'd do what he usually did and just eat whatever was left from what someone else had made. He wasn't very good at cooking most of the things that tended to be stocked in safe houses, especially outside Asia.

He eased out of his seat, taking bowl and mug over to the sink to give them both a rinse. "I think I will take your advice and lie down again." Even if he couldn't sleep, he might be able to meditate the hangover away.

"Just lemme know when you're ready." Duo was about to tell Wufei to just leave the dishes, but knew he probably would go ignored so he left it. Some battles just weren't worth fighting.

"Good. I might leave in a few. Track down a store and get some more supplies. I'll be back before you wake though." If they were going to be there a week, or a few days at least, depending on just how long Wufei could stand being around him, they'd need supplies. "Rest well, Wu."

"Okay," he replied with a little nod, leaving the actual washing for later, and pausing next to Duo, letting his gaze linger. "Thank you," again. He was turning into a broken record, but he didn't know how else to articulate what he was feeling. It was so... warm.

"You're more than welcome." Duo looked up and gave him a bright smile. Broken record or not, a little acknowledgment went a long way for someone like Duo. Not that he really did things just for that reason, but to know that Wufei happy with him enough to say that was a good feeling.

He smiled, nodded, and finally took himself and what was left of his head back upstairs to try to rest a little more. He knew the safe house was secure enough for him to sleep deeply, even with Duo going out to run errands. Duo never would've suggested going out while Wufei was asleep if it wasn't.

He didn't expect to get any more sleep, but just a few minutes after he laid down, he was out again, and when he roused a few hours later, he actually felt human again. He got up, brushed his teeth, and descended the stairs to check the security system, taking a look at what was actually in place and decide if he was going to rearrange furniture to do his forms, or if he could get away with doing them in the yard.

True to his word, not long after Wufei was asleep, Duo took stock of what they had in the safe house and what they'd need, grabbed the car keys and headed out. He hit three different stores but was back before an hour had even passed. Duo was efficient when he wanted to be and, really, he didn't want to leave Wufei alone for too long. Even if the house was as safe as could be, Duo didn't feel right leaving the other pilot when he was in a vulnerable state.

After he returned and unpacked all the food, he started prep for a simple stew. Something that he could slow cook for a while or reheat if Wufei ended up sleeping the day away. Something tasty, filling but easy enough on the stomach. Duo had given it a great deal of thought, not that he'd admit to it. And he actually kind of liked cooking. Again, not that he'd admit to it. If he did the guys would make him cook a lot more than he actually did. But it was often assumed that he couldn't cook. A kid living on the streets, obviously he wouldn't have a clue.

He was sat at the kitchen table sipping a cooling cup of tea when he heard movement. Duo didn't get up though, he just waited to see if Wufei was just going to the bathroom or not. When he heard the other actually coming down, Duo smile and finished off his tea before he ventured out into the living room.

"How're you feeling? Better?"

Wufei had taken another shower, and came down looking a great deal better. "Significantly," he agreed, padding into the living room and having a look around. "Do you mind if I move things?" He'd decided that going outside to practice was a little too risky, especially with whatever he'd done the night before possibly drawing some attention to the fact that a young, Asian teen was around and getting into some form of trouble.

"Good." He leaned against the door jam, arms crossed over his chest and a smile on his lips. Wufei was looking better now. More awake. The little signs of pain had eased away some. The rest really had done him good and Duo was happy for that.

"Sure, move whatever you like." It didn't bother him, he'd go back into the kitchen and give Wufei the space he needed to do whatever he wanted.

He was still feeling a little stiff, if he was being honest, but when Duo gave his blessing, Wufei started shoving furniture off to the edges of the room, creating a decent sized open space in the center. Once it was empty he stepped to the middle and started stretching himself out, taking deep breaths, letting them out in quiet sighs as he eased the stiffness out of his joints. He didn't put any thought at all into how he looked as he did it, focused on easing the discomfort and getting his body back into fighting shape.

He knew Duo was still there, though, and found the presence comfortable as he eased himself out of stretching and into his forms. He started with the ones that required the least control -- quick, fluid movements that blended into each other. They looked impressive, but they were easy. It was the slower, more controlled movements he would do later that were the real challenge. "You're welcome to join," he offered lightly, as he paused between forms, balanced on the toes of one foot, the other pointed at the ceiling, body stretched down towards the floor. His hair was loose, hanging around his face in a way he didn't normally allow, but he was so attuned to the movements he didn't need to worry about obstructed vision. Unless there was a caltrop of some kind that he'd failed to sweep out of the way while moving furniture.

Duo probably should have moved and given Wufei some privacy... Normally he would have. He'd only ever caught Wufei doing this a handful of times and had always felt bad, like he was spying, and had left before Wufei could notice and get angry.

But he'd not been dismissed. Wufei didn't seem to mind. So he remained standing there in quiet fascination and awe, just watching the way Wufei moved. It was like liquid. Effortless. It was fucking beautiful is what it was and when Wufei called over to him, Duo had to laugh.

"Me? Do that? Thanks but I'm not into public humiliation." He replied lightly. No, he was more into watching, clearly.

He laughed softly, wobbling enough that a hand had to reach out and steady himself against the floor. "But these are the easy ones," he teased. "And you're more than athletic enough, I've seen you darting through debris fields, it's no different from that."

He shifted weight onto the hand, moving into what looked like an effortless handstand, if you ignored the tremors in his arm from holding the pose. "Now this is difficult," he said, folding his body in half, bending his arm, and striking what looked like a truly impossible pose, like something off one of the posters for the Chinese circuses that sometimes competed with Trowa's. He tumbled out of the pose a few seconds later, grinning as he got back to his feet.

"Athletic? Sure. No where near that flexible though!" Okay, maybe he could be if his life depended on it. But for funsies? No way! What Wufei made look effortless looked like more work that Duo was inclined to give! What happened to just sitting down and doing a bit of humming? Wasn't that supposed to be relaxing?

In appreciation of Wufei's efforts, Duo grinned and clapped.

"I'm impressed. Seriously. You make that look so simple." And who would have thought Wufei was a big show off? Learned something new every day! But in the end, even as he laughed and shrugged out of his jacket and shoes, Duo made his way across. "Alright... Show me the easier stuff then."

He just needed the right person to show off for, apparently, or just to be comfortable enough. He hadn't thought Duo would actually agree to try it out, but his smile warmed when Duo came over.

"Just remember, it should feel like stretching, and if you start to fall go with the movement instead of trying to regain your balance. You'll hurt less from hitting the ground than pulling a muscle," Wufei warned, and reached out to help guide Duo into a starting stance; Legs a shoulder's width apart, arms relaxed at his sides, knees slightly bent, and mirrored the pose in front of him. "You are water, flowing down the creek bed," he said, and guided Duo through a simple movement, stretching upwards, onto the balls of his feet, and then teetering forward only to catch themselves with a step forward, stretching in that direction in a movement that was a little bit like swimming.

Edited 2021-12-01 15:32 (UTC)

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