[center][h3][color=f7976a]Abbie Kaapo Laukkanen[/color][/h3][/center]

I was about to go insane. Half rations on top of janitorial duties was a pain the in ass and I wanted to strangle whoever the fuck that drunkard was. Or blow him up. Didn't matter if he was on Rebirth or not, I'll kill 'em. That is, of course, after I've had a nice strong drink to calm the nerves or blow them out, whichever came first. Of course I wasn't going to turn into a drunken fuck nugget like whatshisname. [color=f7976a]"Tony's Bar."[/color] I muttered, shrugging before walking in. I walked up to the bar, promptly placing myself on the stool in front of the tender. [color=f7976a]"Whatever strong stuff you got. Hit me."[/color] I said, sighing as the barkeep walked off to get my drink. The piano was good though. At least the kept in time with the my imaginary metronome. Or was that a bomb? Nope. I'm just stressed out.