I walk into the Tavern slowly out of the rain, I shake off the wetness from my coat. I locate the bar area, no one that I know seems to be there. The most noticeable characters a boy, and a blond haired girl.
I walk over and sit down a few seats away from them so as not to intrude on their conversation, the bartender gives me a look.
"You gonna have anything?"
"You willing the throw some Dr. Pepper and Jack Daniels together sarazo?" I ask, he nods and starts the cocktail.
I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live? — Homer Simpson