Sage Elm Mood: Lonely, Curious |
Sage entered the bar, his face serious as ever. His normal face was always like that. Some people thought that he was just a teenager lurking around the city being one of those thugs but no. He was a teenager with an adult life, learnt magic, did his jobs, paid the bills on time but there was one flaw however. He was lonely, he wasn't a social animal and he's shy. He looked around the bar with his teal eyes, hands in his tight khaki pockets, an over-sized dark blue sweater kept him warm as the night rained down outside.
The bar was lit, the yellow lights created a warm atmosphere, people laughed and had a good time. A slight smile etched at the corner of his mouth as the warmth crept into him. He walked towards the stool opposite the shining wooden bar, his hips placed on the comfy red cushion of the stool. The bartender smiled at him, "How can I help you young man?" he asked politely. Sage had notice that people are quite attracted to him, maybe it was the looks or perhaps the sweet smell coating him as he eat a lot of sweet delights. "A cocktail will do." he answered, a smile also on his face. The bartender nod and made the drink in front of him. When the cocktail was prepared he placed it in front of him with a smile, Sage returned the smile and took a sip of the cocktail, the bartender then gone serving the other customers. Sage's smile disappeared too. He looked around, with his cocktail in his hand, turning the squeaky stool towards the stage wondering if there was anything fun to be seen.
The bar was lit, the yellow lights created a warm atmosphere, people laughed and had a good time. A slight smile etched at the corner of his mouth as the warmth crept into him. He walked towards the stool opposite the shining wooden bar, his hips placed on the comfy red cushion of the stool. The bartender smiled at him, "How can I help you young man?" he asked politely. Sage had notice that people are quite attracted to him, maybe it was the looks or perhaps the sweet smell coating him as he eat a lot of sweet delights. "A cocktail will do." he answered, a smile also on his face. The bartender nod and made the drink in front of him. When the cocktail was prepared he placed it in front of him with a smile, Sage returned the smile and took a sip of the cocktail, the bartender then gone serving the other customers. Sage's smile disappeared too. He looked around, with his cocktail in his hand, turning the squeaky stool towards the stage wondering if there was anything fun to be seen.