Employee's Rest - bar at The Ring

[nOmnomnOm]

Another day goes by and a bald, young man in his early 30s walks into the bar looking around. He seems to be looking around trying to get his bearings and locate himself on the station but then shrugs it off and looks around the bar as he wanders in. He has a black leather jacket on with the AFC colors on the back and "President" on the bottom rocker.

He looks around at the people there, noticing them to be tired workers relaxing from a long day. He shrugs to himself and thinks maybe he could get a good chat or maybe even a job offer from one of them as an escort. He was tired himself after flying for so long in his Arrow and needed a place to relax as well. The run he did really wore him off.

The man walks to the bar counter taking some change from his pocket and orders himself a beer, barely getting through the language barrier but "beer" seemed to be a universal word luckily for him. He waits, leaning against the counter, and watches what is on the TV mounted on the wall.

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