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Chapter 3 by FatGrime FatGrime

What would she do?

Go to a bar

Perhaps the best way to meet people on that island is to go to the places they frequent. On the way to the dorm, he could see a few bars open. He changed, without fully opening his suitcase, and left the small room.

The corridors were clean and there didn't seem to be many people in the rooms, or at least not yet, since it was two weeks before the start of the course. There was only noise and light in the next room. Maybe later she could stop by and say hello.

As she passed in front of the alley from earlier, the group of punks was gone. Asa started walking down the avenue near his dorm until he found a pub; it didn't take him long since this seemed to be where the college crowd usually hung out. The pub was called Kroc and had a rough look to it.

Asa went inside the pub, seeing that there was practically no one there, just the waitress and a couple of occupied tables. Its decor was wooden, old, with some posters and rock music playing over the speakers. He approached the bar with a smile.

ASA: -Hello, could you pour me a beer?- The waitress smiled and started pouring the beer.

At that moment, the door of the pub opened and a somewhat noisy group came in. However, the curious thing was that one of the people went towards Asa, talking to her from behind her back. The smell of tobacco and **** grew stronger as that person approached.

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STRYPE: -Hey, you're the new student, aren't you? We've seen you before. I'm Strype, nice to say hello- Asa turned to see who it was, noticing the tall guy with the mohawk from earlier.

ASA: -Oh, hi! Yeah, I saw you guys in the alley. I'm Asa, I just moved into the dorm, nice to meet you.- Asa felt nervous, even his heart started beating faster.

STRYPE: -So we have another brainiac around here, huh?- He tried to banter with her.

Asa smiles back at him. He looks a kinda cute.

ASA: -Looks like the only one with brains around here, right?- SDhe says in a playful voice.

Strype starts laughing and grabs another beer from the bar, almost as if he's stealing it.

STRYPE: -I like your style, Asa! Would you come and have a drink with us?- He nods at the group of punks sitting at a table.

What does she do?

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