Murdoc sat down on a bar stool, drinking away, happy to escape Kong and especially the inconsiderate dullard, 2D. Murdoc had just been minding his own business, sitting in his Winnie, when an awful racket came from 2D's room. Murdoc stormed in there, shouted at 2D to turn it down, which 2D did, but as soon as Murdoc got back to his Winnie, 2D turned the noise back up again. This happened several times until Murdoc had enough and left.

The pub was pretty empty, just Murdoc sitting there and an old man with his dog sitting at a rounded table on the opposite end of the room. It was hard for someone to walk in unnoticed. Murdoc turned his head as he heard the door swing open, watching a young woman walk in, her rain jacket dripping wet. Murdoc had seen her every time he chose to abandon Kong, babbling away to the barman who always seemed to be listening. She'd come in completely sober, and drinking until she was barely able to walk, then leaving. She unzipped her jacket and took her hood down, then shook her blonde head like a dog. Murdoc sighed lightly in frustration as a few droplets hit him.

She sat at a bar stood, three stools away from Murdoc and ordered a pint of beer. She downed it in a few gulps and asked for another one. She downed it again. "I'm getting evicted." She told the bartender, and then tilted her glass at him, signalling for another pint.

The bartender questioned her as he poured her beer.

She let out a loud and frustrated sigh. "Because I play music too loud at 3 in the morning." She swung her arms up in the air for good measure, and then drank half of her drink. "I only do it so I can drown out the sound of the two people fucking next door." She point to the right, her arm extended wide and exaggerated. "Who are always at it, by the way! They never stop! It's disgusting!" she finished her drink and ordered another. She placed her elbows on the counter and rested her chin on her hands. As another glass was placed in front of her, her head shot up out of her hands, her eyes wide. "I'm gonna be homeless. And live under a bridge!" she downed her drink and signalled for another. "And I'm gonna get raped!" she almost shrieked.

Murdoc chuckled at this. She could easily get herself a street job. "I can give you a place to stay for the night, I'll even pay you." Murdoc winked at her with low chuckle. He didn't like associating with strangers, but it must have been the drinks he'd had.

She glanced over at him, a frown evident on her face, and sighed shaking her head lightly. She looked back at bartender, downed her drink and asked for another. "I don't wanna get raped!" she wined at the bartender, who looked like her was about to fall asleep.

Murdoc was convinced this girl had a slight drinking problem. But chuckled at her again. "It isn't rape if the word 'surprise' is said." Murdoc moved to the seat next to her.

Murdoc could see her attempting to hold back a smile or a laugh, as she was smiling slightly as she watched him. She then looked at her drink and downed it once again, and once again asked for another.

The bartender shook his head. "No." he stated simply.

She sighed and stretched out her arms on the counter, acting rather childlike. "I'm only slightly tipsy, which is what I act like anyway. And I'd quite like to be actually drunk." She pouted at him.

The man sighed and poured the blondie another beer. "And no, it's not rape so I'll agree only if you pay me." she said to Murdoc, lightly laughing to herself.

Murdoc's eyes widened in shock. She was actually going to agree to this? So she must be a prostitute? And she wasn't the best looking prostitute he'd seen, but she hadn't covered herself in much useless makeup. "Really?" he asked, still slightly baffled. Her cropped black combats, scruffy trainers and thin raincoat didn't make her seem like any other woman he'd bought for the night, although her obviously bleached, knotted hair was similar to others.

She gave him a blank stare for a few moments, before shaking her head and giving him an exaggerated "No."

Murdoc scrunched his face up in annoyance and asked the bartender for a few whiskeys.

The girl beside him sighed and looked up at the barman. "Well, I'm off to enjoy the last two nights in my flat!" she over exaggerated every words as she stumbled off her stool.

"Well, what about friends?" the barman asked taking her empty glass from the counter.

She chuckled at his question. "Me? Friends? HA!" she zipped up her jacket. "They all just leave when you're stuck in hospital and don't make the effort!" she waved her hands as she spoke, and pointed at the air.

The bartender opened his mouth, presumably to suggest something else, but the tipsy blonde flopped her hand up in the air to stop him from talking, slaying ever so slightly. "And don't get me started on family." She slightly pointed as she spoke, her hand then flopped to her side as she turned around towards the exit.

The barman shrugged. "Oh well, see ya later Ali." He called as she walked out the door pulling her hood over her head, without saying bye.

Finally, it went back to peace and quiet for Murdoc.

Gaaahhh. I've wanted to do a Murdoc and OC fic for ages XD I'm not so keen on this chapter, but I have snippets of other chapters done and I think it seems rather interesting, but sorry if I've bored you already. I've written the second chapter, it just needs tweaking, but it is more interesting than this chapter, and a little longer ^.^
But yeah, thanks for reading guys! R&R and I shall very much appreciate it. And also tell me how unoriginal this could turn out to be please :/ THANK YOU xx