Damn. A few mistimed notes. We needed this to go smooth. Hopefully the rest of the bands aren’t solid either. I’d hate to miss our big break over minor errors.
I walked towards the bar, still in thought, and flagged the attention of the bartender, not even noticing someone next to me.
The bartender nodded and asked “Whatcha drinkin?”
Water, with ice The two of us said in sync, as if rehearsed. The bartender smirked, but I turned to check who that enticing voice belonged to.
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