Chris, with a slight buzz, got up from the bar. His friend Jacob steadied him as he almost tripped over an empty bottle on the ground, when he got balanced, he started looking around. The dingy bar was filled with smoke and frustration, but it was cheap and open all night (Even though it was daytime). Jacob said to Chris "Dude, why the heck are drinking anyway, you have the big project you need to do for your job?" Chris replied "I only had ONE beer, gawd" Jacob looks around "You can't hold your liquor dude, 1 is like 10 for you" Chris snapped back "I can hold my liquor, I HAVE HANDS DON'T I?" Laughing at his own (lame) joke he said "I got to get going, I saw a a kewl poster for a club called "Joystick and I wan't to go to the meeting today". Jacob said, while walking to the door "We aren't in highschool dude, why are you joining a club?" Walking out first, Chris says "Dude it looked kewl, and I just want to check it out, plus I wan't to pass out my new business car-" Chris saw a flash of brown, as a person wizzed by him, making him reel back, he heard "Dudek go home, your drunk". He looked, and saw a girl with brown hair and roller-blading gear on.
As she speed off, he mumbled under his breath "Its just a buzz". He reached for his backpack (Bag of Holding) and pulled out a poster (He stole it from a wall) Jacob looked over his shoulder at the poster "Joystick huh? Well, have fun, I'm going to go to work, stop by if you want some free tacos afterwards "meeting". " Chris watched as his best friend Jacob walked down the road, way shorter than him and having short brown hair, he was a hard-working guy and always serious, unlike Chris, its like magnets, opposites attract you know? He was he only friend when his parents left, and still his friend now, thats some commitment.
He shook his head, and slapped himself. It was supposed to make your buzz go away, but instead he just felt the slap. Letting out some air, he started walking to the library, hey worst case scenario, he could just pretend to be looking for a book, he even thought of some names of books that he would say if someone questioned him, he would say Ender's Game or Ready Player One, both amazing books, and he had them both in hard cover at his house. As he walked he relized he was coming out of his buzz, he stilled smelled a little of booz, and hasn't fully sober, but he was better. He was on the road of the library, he he got to the steps he stopped. He hadn't really met with people outside of Jacob, and wasn't very charismatic, he gathered his courage and walked up the steps, and into the library, and looked for the meeting.