“I think you’ve drunk enough miste-â€
the barman found a pistol quickly pointed at his forehead.
“I… I’ll decide when I’ve had enough, and its sure as hell isn’t enough until I’ve downed as many bottles as people I killed today… you, you have a lot more pouring to do.â€
Zephyr holstered his gun and gave the barman his glass for a refill.
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