I open the door and walk in, the first person to make eyes with me is the bartender, a scruffy looking guy, polishing a glass. There are some other people in the Tavern, some at the bar. So sitting at tables.
I walk slowly over to the bar and sit,
"Can I get you anything?" the bartender says, I tilt my head so he doesn't see my eyes. I don't need to explain purple eyes to anymore today.
"Just a soda or something, surprise me..." I say, he grunts and goes to grab a drink.
I shrug, "She's been fine. Can be as annoying as sh*t sometimes though," I chuckle, "And has the Lurgy right now..." I sigh, "Hopefully she'll get better."
A guy sits next to me and I nod at him politely before taking another sip of my drink, "The Lurgy is bloody hell though," I explain.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The man next to me sips his drink and nods politely,the other man nods as well, I nod back. Not caring to say anything, hopefully not speaking or looking at anyone wouldn't attract un-wanted attention to my appearance. Enough people stopped me at my ears and eyes, what a nightmare.
The Bartender grunts, and slides me a purple drink.
Hopefully that jatásamo didn't spit in my drink
I sigh loudly and sip the drink, it's particularly delicious; though I say nothing...
The man gets his drink and I look back at Awen, "I'm moving back to England this summer," I state, "My family offered me a buisness, pays a hell amount of coins."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sip my drink, trying not to look anywhere. I just casually drink my soda and lounge.
This might actually be relazing
And then the familiar ring of my cell phone,
I sure hope that's not my mother
I look at my phone, and of course, in white letters Shiela {Mother}
And I accidentally say under my breath,
"Of course the only person I know that only speaks Auri and no English calls me in America..." I sigh, bringing my phone to my ear.
"Zhele Shiela, She'da tal ipádopel zolan?" I try to whisper into my phone Spoiler
Hello Mom, Why are you calling me?
She proceeds to tell me that It's criminal that I never call her when I'm in america, rather loudly she yells this. I'm Pretty sure the bartender can hear.
"Shiela, zo ipádelan manide. Abezo tale, Sala" I say, hanging up the phone Spoiler
Mom, I will call you tomorrow. I love you, Goodbye
I put the phone in my pocket, a couple people are staring at me.
What the hell? Is this guy sh*tfaced or something?
I stare at him, confused, before looking away, "Lad, You should probrably leg it," I shrug. I glance at the floor, "Bloody hell!" I see a bug and I shake my head, looking up, "They really need to clean this place, I'm getter rather narked..." I mutter, taking a sip of my drink.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I listen to the new guy talk and can't help but wonder what language he's speaking. Joey freaks over a bug and I flash a smile, shaking my head at him.
Oh god... This is going to be fun.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside