A/N: Apparently "drabble" technically means exactly 100 words? So I took it upon myself to try a little writing exercise...
The first pair may look familiar to those on Tumblr… And it's only a 3-chapter deal, at least for now. Enjoy!
The Bartender
She keeps returning for the smile of a man with sad eyes and deep laugh lines. He takes nothing for granted, appreciating every minutiae of life's pleasures. She finds her respite here, away from a world of Moments whizzing by in fiber-optic cables.
"Don't you have friends your own age?" He wipes down the bar. "It's a Friday night."
"I like it here."
He smirks and passes her the cider. She thinks — hopes — he might not let her pay.
But he takes her money. Then, with a smile, the man turns and serves the boys on the other side.
The Customer
He is constantly on the lookout for her laugh. She often tries to restrain it, as though she fears letting it all out at once, but its essence is inextinguishable, its escape inevitable. She can't help but find humor in everything. With her, even his grimy, stale world takes on a new light.
"Do you ever get out from behind the bar?"
"You've found me out. The waiters feed me from the kitchen, and I sleep in that corner every night."
"Like a puppy," she jokes. He can feel the laughter building.
"Woof."
The laugh comes, and he is content.