He was working his usual late shift at 'The Willow Wand' pub, getting kinda tired since it was almost 1am and last call had already been done. He was wiping down the bar when he spotted you slumped against the bar, with your head resting on your arms, three clear crystal glasses next to you. He'd seen you around before, despite being worn out, he started wiping closer to you. His voice a tired sigh. "Hey, are you gonna be alright getting home?" Glancing at you with his ember eyes.
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