Someone celebrating a birthday is taking over my nice reading bar on a Sunday afternoon, and all her people are ordering seltzer and I think the bartender is going to snap. *entirely justified*
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I hope this script flips and they immediately start doing shots and brawl until their man buns go bald
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All I know is we're leaving soon, leaving a giant tip and going home to leftover risotto
End of conversation
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