He drove he drove and he drove
Not sure where he was going or where he was going to end up none of that mattered he just drove.
He ended up at a bar. It was an old rundown for it there was a few people there definitely a hole in the wall type of place. Almost everyone there was already drunk including the bartender himself. He limped over and said himself that one of the stools "scotch!" As he set some cash down on the counter "What's your trouble mister?" He looked up and confused can you actually tell him upset "what do you mean?" The bartender looked at him and smirked "well most men don't wind up in here unless they get some real trouble on their mind" he had to hand it to him drunk or not this bartender knew how to read people "not trouble just the usual day" the bartender shrugged and handed him his scotch then went off to the other customers were to get himself another drink either or he was gone and that's all that mattered.
It was hard to say how long he had been sitting there he had been on his fifth scotch at least. The guy next to him was talking really loudly and it was really getting on his nerves finally after 10 minutes of keeping quiet he had had enough "hey buddy! Why don't you stop yelling at the person next to you and shut up!" Wood guy turned around obviously in raged I would he just said "why don't you mind your own damn business you stupid cripple" he said knocking houses came to the grand as he said it he had had enough of all this is my increasing people constantly getting on his nerves and on top of that affected everyone filter need to remind him of his handicap in one where another without warning his fist flew forward and hit the guy straight in the Joel he stumbled
back a bit and came back fast and hard he punched him in the face sending him off balance and tumbling to the floor then he proceeded to locate where he assumed his injury would be inserted fiercely kicking unfortunately he had guessed correctly and with no kicking house straight in his skin. He screamed and he continued to scream and he'll everything went black.
Househousehousehousehousehouse
Pain that was the first thing he could feel pure pain. It was so bright and it smelled of hand sanitizer and other cleaning products •sir? Sir? Are you with us? We need to know your name. Sir?!" He opened his eyes slowly and painfully "huh what where am I?" His vision was clouded with a rush of doctors and nurses then everything went black again...
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