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Lonely Souls, Common Goalsthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 3746 words)

Author: Little tommy D.
Added: Jun 07 2015Views / Reads: 2282 / 1067 [47%]Story vote: 9.57 (7 votes)
Tow lonely souls meet at midnight in a barroom. Passion flares and they make the most of their common goal.
 


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Lonely Souls, Common Goals

Cheerless. Dismal. Tedious. Brain sat not stirring on the stool as he ran other descriptive words through his head. He was trying to place exactly what he was thinking of the dark, empty barroom as the clock struck twelve. The only other in the place stood at the far end of the long ,well-used wooden bar as if he wanted to get as far away from Brian as possible. Depressing popped in his head just as the bell above the door jingled signaling the entry of another lost soul. He didn't bother to turn and look. A stool moved backward screeching along the floor planking as the newcomer readied to sit. The bartender moved to take the order. The voice that said, "Burt. The usual of course" was feminine, was steady and was pleasantly melodic. Burt stuttered his response, "O-O-Of course, Ms. Arluck. " But Brian didn't turn toward the sounds. He continued to stare at the flashing 'Budweiser' red neon light hanging from the top of the mirror. It reflected the red glow which made the room appear even grimmer. The newcomer said good night to Burt, Brian heard the bell jingle once more and then he was alone again, the only lonely soul in the room with Burt.

The following night found Brian alone again in the same seat at the same barroom with the same bartender avoiding him. When the clock over the center of the bar struck twelve Brian had just started his second drink. At ten after twelve, the bell jingled and the same melodic voice repeated the same phrase from last evening. He heard Burt stutter the ...

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