The story of Brad Plumb (//Personal Roleplay)

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Brad Plumb sat there in the dark, gloomy, unkept bar with nobody but his drink to keep him company. This wasn't a place where he felt happy.

Brad was a once also thoughtful, energetic, brandy drinker with brown fingers and skinny warts. That was the sort of man he was. Before Ema Matsuda broke his heart that is.

Brad walked over to the window with his glass of brandy as only company and reflected on his surroundings. There was no snow, neither were any flamingos. This was a bar on a space station in Sigma-13.

Brad sighed. He was not prepared for Ema's rejection.

His gaze was empty, as if all those 4638 smart horrible horses had broken the fence and fled into the wilderness, leaving Brad with an empty void filling his heart.

Brad looked back, even mor sad and still fingering the glass of brandy. Ema's words echoed in his mind - "Brad, I ate your puppy".

He looked back outside, filled with sad feelings. Why did Ema do this? She knew he loved his puppy, she knew he loved her.

Brad looked angry, his emotions were again very similar to super, scandalous sandwich.

Not even too glasses of brandy would calm Brad's depression tonight..

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Republic of the Sword and Sun