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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 shook his head, and swallowed heavily as he realized what a gem of an idea that had been. "People," he replied, dropping his hand onto his chest. "Making them feel. Seeing them. I'm so bad at people. Even back home. People respect me, but they don't like me. Everybody likes you, though. Even me."

"You like me, huh?" Duo asked with an amused glance to the side. "Just because I'm good at people doesn't mean I always like people. You're more honest than me, Wufei. I think I'd like a little respect now and again. People like me because I'm a loveable idiot." Not because he had any value. He laughed and joked and, yeah, maybe that put people at ease because they didn't perceive him as a threat. For the most part Duo was fine with that. But sometimes a little respect would be a nice thing.

He laughed again, warm and open, when Duo called himself a loveable idiot. "You are only an idiot when it comes to self-pres... being safe." He rolled his head to the side, smiling widely as he watched Duo's profile. "I'm only honest on the outside, and they do respect you, when you let them. When you let them see you, for real," he prodded Duo's shoulder with his finger a couple of times. "But you hide, like all of us. I like it when you stop grinning," his hand dragged down Duo's arm, plopped onto the center console.

That laugh again. It was weird, and a little sad, that he'd only been able to hear it now. Wufei had a good laugh. And a really nice smile. While it was true most of them didn't have much to smile about these days, did it really hurt to try? Wufei probably wouldn't remember much of what he did now nor this conversation. It was probably why he was being so free with his speech. The alcohol had loosened his tongue.

"Got me there." With nothing to lose Duo was one of the worst of them for taking risks and he knew it. But the rest all had better things to fight for. Prospects. Potentials. Duo... Duo was just fuelled by anger and vengeance. So he took risks. A lot of the times they panned out. No one was ever more shocked than Duo himself when they did.

He slanted a glance to the side when he was touched. That smile of Wufei's caught him off-guard for a second. Where the hell did he learn to even smile like that?

"No one wants to see the real me, Wufei. He's a bitter asshole who should stay buried." Or a tired and terrified child who just wanted a home... But the mask of the 'loveable idiot' was the one that people could accept a bit more than any other part of him. So it was fine like that.

Yet, with Wufei's words, his grin faded some into what he hoped was a more genuine smile. Just for Wufei.

"I like it when you start grinning. A smile suits you, Wu. Shame you can only do it when you're shit-faced."

"I want to," Wufei countered, letting his smile stay right where it was, since it was just him and Duo. No need to keep up appearances with someone he could trust so completely. "You've got every right to be bitter, I haven't... I don't know, I always had somewhere safe, even during the war. I don't know what it's like, but." He wasn't quite sure what he was trying to say, furrowing his brow as he tried to get his drunken mind to form a more coherent thought. "I'm safe for you. I try to be." But maybe he wasn't. Maybe no one really trusted him, after the Mariemaia incident.

But then Duo said shit-faced and he giggled again. "I do it when I'm sober. Just not where anyone can see," he crossed his legs at the ankle, stretching them out with a long sigh. "I'm the hard-ass drill sergeant. I make everybody miserable so you can make 'em smile."

He shifted uncomfortably. Duo didn't much like talking about himself with any seriousness. The bits and pieces he let slip were usually done in jest. Off-hand comments thrown out like he didn't much care about them. Not always, of course. But most of the time. Sometimes he could be serious too. Today was not one of those days.

"I'm glad you don't know, Wufei." Duo breathed. "Damn glad. You shouldn't know..." No one should know... The closest who came to understanding the world Duo came from was Trowa. Not even Heero could fully understand and Quatre was in another solar system of understanding. He was infinitely glad that the others hadn't had the kind of life he had.

But the next words out of Wufei's mouth gave him some serious pause. 'I'm safe for you'. What the hell did that mean? Was Wufei offering to be... what? His safe place? A point of sanctuary? The guy fell to pieces whenever a mission went wrong! Maybe Wufei was the one who needed a safe place more.

Duo shook his head with a quiet laugh.

"Maybe you're a 'hard-ass' but you don't make us miserable. Well I can't really speak for the others. But personally? You're a good. Just need to loosen up a bit, Wu!"

Wufei hummed. He was glad he didn't know, too, and wished that Duo didn't have to, but there was nothing to be done about it now. They could only work with what they'd been handed.

He sighed heavily, closing his eyes as he relaxed in the car and considered the words. "Loosen up," he repeated, and reached up to tug open the top couple of buttons on his shirt. "That's scary."

"Why'd you think that's scary?" Duo couldn't help ask. "Seem pretty loose right now."

Least his tongue was. Words were just tumbling out of Wufei all willy nilly with no thought of the consequences. The freedom of knowing that he'd not remember anything the next day, probably. But Duo kind of liked it. He felt guilty for liking it, almost like he was taking advantage of Wufei's compromised condition. But when would he ever get the chance to honestly talk with the guy? Wufei barely had time for him usually. This was... actually kind of nice.

"That's because it's just us, and I'm drunk," he replied. "You won't use it against me, no matter how loose I get. Other people aren't like that. Even if they like me, they like to twist the knife when they find a soft spot." He let out a long sigh, opening his eyes again to glower at the roof of the car. "There will be so many people rubbing this in my face tomorrow," he grumbled.

"Yeah? We'll let em try. They'll have to get through me first." There was more than a hint of anger in Duo's tone right then. If there was anyone out there who dared give Wufei shit for this, Duo would give shit right back.

They'd all failed missions. All fucked up. All of them had found a way to punish themselves for it. Wufei had chosen the bottom of a bottle to drown himself in. That was his choice. And given the alternatives it was pretty tame. Most definitely nothing worth mockery.

Wufei didn't usually go for the drink, but this mission had gone especially bad, and most people thought he had a stick up his ass, that he was deserving of failure once in a while to take his arrogance down a peg. They didn't realize that the so-called arrogance was more of a defense mechanism than anything. Keeping people at arm's length so they wouldn't hurt him. It was a lot easier to manage than he wanted to admit.

Duo's anger, though, that had his smile coming back, and he poked Duo's shoulder again. "See? Good egg. I should bury you in salt."

"Huh?" Just like that the anger went away with the strange phrase.

"Are you just drunk or does that actually mean something?" Because Duo had never heard the saying before and it was kind of amusing.

He laughed again. "To preserve you," he replied, giving his head a little shake. "You should pull over."

"Uh, right. Doing that now!" He didn't need to be told twice. Since the road was pretty quiet he had no problems in easing over and pulling up at the side of the road.

Duo would be very grateful if Wufei didn't vom all over his car!

Duo was fast enough to ensure that he didn't. Wufei pushed the door open as soon as the car stopped, leaning out to empty his stomach. When he was sure he was done, he spat into the grass and put his seat back in the upright position before closing the door again. "That," he croaked, "was worse coming back up."

Duo had twisted in his seat and stretched out a hand to gently rub Wufei's back. Being sick was the worst. As if you didn't feel bad enough, your whole body would then do it's best to turn insight out. He felt for his friend.

"Least it's out now." Duo took back his hand once Wufei was settled in the car again, but he didn't immediately set off. "You sure you'll be okay? Maybe... Maybe we should find somewhere closer to crash for the night?" He'd planned to head to a safe house. But a motel would be just as good.

He nodded in agreement as he leaned his head back against the seat. "I'm okay," he assured, rubbing the back of a hand over his mouth. "Eating might be a good idea, though," something to cut the burn of the vodka if it did decide to revisit him a little more.

Duo nodded and turned back to the wheel and started up the car again.

"I think I remember a diner around here." Whether the food was good or not he had no idea. But if they had all day pancakes he'd be a happy guy.

As long as they had some form of bread, Wufei wasn't going to complain. Toast and coffee sounded like heaven right then, and he didn't even like coffee. "Why do they call them greasy spoons?" he asked, watching Duo as he drove and wondering just how much more he was going to regret that vodka in the morning.

Duo grinned at the question and gave a lazy kind of shrug.

"Because most of them have the basic hygiene of a sewer rat? But pretty sure it's just a name you call a cheap fast food place these days. Still, gotta be careful which ones you go to." You could usually tell just by the look of the place if it was going to give you something extra going in there. And since they weren't desperate, if Duo didn't like the look of the place he'd drive right past and find another.

Luckily enough, when the diner appeared in the distance it was well lit which was a good sign. As they got closer he could see cars in the car park and people inside the diner. That was also a good sign so he relaxed.

"Disgusting," he replied, and grinned at Duo. "That's a good word, too. Fucking disgusting. Like coffee. I want coffee." He was just saying everything that entered into his head right now, apparently. "Put enough cream in it, so it looks like your hair instead of mine," and he reached out to snag the end of the braid and wave it through the air like a paint brush.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes then, but he was still pretty damn amused by Wufei. Drunk Wufei was nothing like he'd imagined he'd be. Somehow he'd always kind of assumed he'd be a miserable drunk. This was different. It was highly entertaining. And a little worrying. It was a good thing Duo had found him and not someone else...

"Coffee is fucking disgusting but you want it? And hey, oi, don't go grabbing a guys braid without asking!" Duo laughed, but there was no heat to his tone. It's not like it hurt or anything. He watched Wufei out the corner of his eye, waving the end of his braid around.

"Mmhmm," he agreed, letting the braid go when he was 'scolded' for grabbing it. "Isn't it supposed to sober me up?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders. "Medicine always tastes awful, that's how you know it's good for you. Has anybody ever grabbed it, in a fight? I never let mine get that long, I worried about people grabbing it, but they used to. They used to grow it long and braid it so it looked like a whip." He was fluttering from one topic to the next like a butterfly going from flower to flower, wherever his drunken brain took him.

He didn't often drink as much as he had, and he'd never been drunk around someone he could trust to keep him safe. It was a nice feeling, being able to let go and just exist in the world for a little while. No fear, no shame, no anger. Just him, more open and honest than he'd probably ever been with anyone -- especially himself.

"Yeah, they have. Usually the last thing they do." Duo flashed a feral kind of grin Wufei's way, then immediately switched to amused and laughed. "But I usually tuck it down the back of whatever I'm wearing to keep it safe." As he spoke he was already turning into the diner car park and quickly found a spot.

"I've used it like a whip once." Duo admitted. "Didn't work. I looked like an idiot. Luckily it shocked the asshole enough it stopped him from shooting me long enough I could shoot him instead!" Now ask him how many times he'd accidentally whipped himself! The answer was far too many to count. Turn around too fast and it'd come zooming around with him and hit him on the nose.

"People used to grab your hair too? Or... you mean used to grow their hair long? That something you wanna do, Wufei?"

Wufei laughed again, because that was exactly the sort of thing he would've expected from Duo, and imagining it was at least half as good as actually seeing it. "My people used to grow their hair long," he agreed. "Sometimes I think I should. To honor them, and just to see how it looks," he reached back, running a hand over his ponytail. "Do you think it would look nice, or just stupid?" It was hard for him to imagine himself looking any different than he did. He pulled down the visor to look at himself in the mirror, tugging his hairband free and ruffling his hair loose around his face. "Oh, look. I'm fourteen again," he snorted.

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