Chapter 11: Night out Part 2

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(Long(er) and werid chapter. Also couple swear words near the end.)

*STILL two days after the crash*

Wonwoo's p.o.v.

I don't know where I was going but I just needed to go.

I needed to be away from everyone and everything.

I wanted these memories out of my head.

I sat on my park bench and thoughts of some ways.

I thought of one thing that might work. You see people in moives do it when they want to forget things.

I pull my wallet out of my jacket pocket.

I'm lucky it was in there.

I check to see how much money I have.

I have a bit so it should probably be enough.

I checked to make sure I had my id and I did.

I had everything I needed so I made my way to my destination.

*20ish minutes later*

I stood across the street and looked up at the neon sign.

Was this actually a good idea? Would it actually work?

Guess I'll never know if I don't try it.

I looked up and down the street, waited for a few cars to pass, before I ran across the street and entered the building.

I entered a dimly lit room and looked around.

There were only a few people there, which made sense since it was about 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

I walked up to the counter and sat on one of the stools.

After a few minutes, a man came up to me.

"What can I get you?" He asked.

"Um..."I said unsure of what to get with it being my first time in a place like this.

"First time in a bar?" The man asked, probably guessing because I look young.

"Yeah." I awkwardly laughed and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Could I see your id?" The man asked. "Just to be sure."

"Of course." I said and fished my wallet out of my pocket and passed the man my id.

"Alright." He said and handed it back to me before walking away.

I wait a few minutes before the man comes back and places a dark brown bottle in front of me.

"Beer." He said as he did. "You may think it tastes gross at first but trust me, it gets better the more you drink it."

I nod and he takes a bottle opener and opens the bottle for me.

"Let me know if you want anything else." He says and leaves to tend to another person in the bar.

I look at the bottle a bit nervous to drink it.

I past the thought away.

Here goes nothing.

I pick the bottle up and take a drink of it.

He was right. It does tastes gross. How do people enjoy drinking this stuff?

I decided to take another drink.

I am paying for this after all.

The second time wasn't as bad as the first.

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