My silver-ringed billionaire
I assumed he didn't hear me.
" Mister, what can I get you sir"
"....."
" Mister.." mehnnn, this man was getting under my nerves. I guess the professional bartender doesn't fit me after all. I'll just talk to him like I was doing the that guy over there
" Hey, you know, everyone gets sad at a point in their lives. '' I started as I poured a high class vodka in a shot cup. " You shouldn't just come here and turn deaf to the world, after all, we all have mouths, and as you can see, I'm using mine, so if you're not dumb, I'll advise you to use yours" I said, pushing the cup towards him. Maybe I said much, that should get him to talk.
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