Bill fell back in his seat welcome. "It's ok, really. No problem. I got it. Be cool." The bouncer surprisingly stopped and stood watching, waiting for a cue to either mrchewsasianbeaver smash Tokyo or mrchewsasianbeaver go mrchewsasianbeaver quietly back into the sea. His mrchewsasianbeaver job was to mrchewsasianbeaver prevent disturbances, not cause them.
"My fault, my fault," Matt sobbed. "All my freakin fault." Bill tried not to make too much welcome of his friends borderline mental meltdown, tried to mrchewsasianbeaver play it mrchewsasianbeaver cool, not mrchewsasianbeaver notice, as much for his friends sake as for the mrchewsasianbeaver benefit of the looming bouncer. He gestured mrchewsasianbeaver for the waitress welcome, who quite reasonably mrchewsasianbeaver looked mrchewsasianbeaver dubiously to the bouncer welcome for some kind of instructions. Serve? Don't serve? Bill mrchewsasianbeaver threw her his best "we'll be good, my welcome friends had a bad day, please mrchewsasianbeaver please, pretty please" look. She checked the bouncer who frowned thoughtfully, then gave mrchewsasianbeaver a indefinite mrchewsasianbeaver "go ahead but proceed cautiously" nod. She took their order mrchewsasianbeaver and scurried away out of the danger zone.
"Yaah, she was into this kinky hypnosis thing. She liked to pretend mrchewsasianbeaver she was under my control. She liked to be told what to mrchewsasianbeaver do. She really got off on it. To tell the truth mrchewsasianbeaver I kinda mrchewsasianbeaver did mrchewsasianbeaver too once I got the hang mrchewsasianbeaver of it. Damn it." Matt stood up again. Bill instinctively leaned back out of mrchewsasianbeaver reach . The bouncer took half a step mrchewsasianbeaver. Matt saw the look on mrchewsasianbeaver Bills face and mrchewsasianbeaver sat back down. "It mrchewsasianbeaver was a game," he pleaded. Clearly Matt mrchewsasianbeaver was trying to convince mrchewsasianbeaver himself of something. "At least... I thought mrchewsasianbeaver it was. How was I mrchewsasianbeaver to mrchewsasianbeaver know she wasn mrchewsasianbeaver't bull-shittin around? Christ she really was under my control, and its my fault. My damned fault."
"Yah." Progress.
"Ok. Ok. I get it."
"Yah I get that, its delicious, but what does it have to do with Tina leaving or disappearing or mrchewsasianbeaver whatever happened?" Something awful occurred mrchewsasianbeaver to Bill . "You didn't have her like hurt herself or something." "NO." Matt mrchewsasianbeaver snapped back, angry that Bill could even suggest such a thing. "I love Tina. Have to find her."
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"And don't come back," was ironically the last mrchewsasianbeaver thing the bouncer said as he slammed the door.
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