Thank Tony for his help

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You let Adam Storm off.
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You nod again, sincere. “Really. Thanks, Tony.”
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You take a seat back at the bar and thanks Tony for his help
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He gives you a small, tired smile. “Anytime. Take care of yourself.
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‘Thanks man that guy was an..
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‘Asshole!’ Tony butts in. ‘don’t worry about him man. Don’t let an asshole like that ruin this beautiful day for you’ He says as he pats you on the shoulder.
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‘yeah your right’ you agree as you look around the lovely beach with the sun high in the sky and the ocean glittering in the sunlight.
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You turn toward the exit, already half outside the moment, then pause. Your bladder makes the decision for you. Right—pee first.
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‘Well  I guess I can start enjoying the day now too’ he says as he nods his head towards a young girl that approaches the bar wearing a name badge saying ‘Lisa’ .
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You pivot and head down the short hallway toward the restrooms instead, the air back there cooler, carrying the sharp scent of soap and cleaner. Inside, it’s mercifully quiet. You take care of business, wash your hands, and catch your reflection in the mirror for a second longer than necessary — flushed, a little wired, but steady.
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‘Day of work done time for fun’ he laughs. He and the new bar tender Lisa have a small conversation about something as you relax for a moment and chill out.  
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Do you  
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When you step back out onto the bar floor, the light has shifted. the sun little lower now, slanting gold through the open sides of the bar.
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Tony, walks out from the bar - clearly clocking out for the day, A new bartender has taken his place — a stocky woman with electric-blue hair shaved close on one side, the rest pulled back messily. Sleeveless tank, inked arms, solid stance. Very much a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe, softened by the way she leans comfortably against the counter as Tony hands things over.
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“Got it,” she says with a crooked grin. “Have a god day .”
[[stay at the beach bar and have another drink and enjoy the view]]
[[stay at the beach bar and have another drink and enjoy the view]]

Current revision as of 13:34, 5 February 2026

You nod again, sincere. “Really. Thanks, Tony.”

He gives you a small, tired smile. “Anytime. Take care of yourself.”

You turn toward the exit, already half outside the moment, then pause. Your bladder makes the decision for you. Right—pee first.

You pivot and head down the short hallway toward the restrooms instead, the air back there cooler, carrying the sharp scent of soap and cleaner. Inside, it’s mercifully quiet. You take care of business, wash your hands, and catch your reflection in the mirror for a second longer than necessary — flushed, a little wired, but steady.

When you step back out onto the bar floor, the light has shifted. the sun little lower now, slanting gold through the open sides of the bar.

Tony, walks out from the bar - clearly clocking out for the day, A new bartender has taken his place — a stocky woman with electric-blue hair shaved close on one side, the rest pulled back messily. Sleeveless tank, inked arms, solid stance. Very much a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe, softened by the way she leans comfortably against the counter as Tony hands things over.

“Got it,” she says with a crooked grin. “Have a god day .”

stay at the beach bar and have another drink and enjoy the view

go back to sunbathing

ask Tony what his plans are now

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