Country music plays on the speakers.

Grab a drink at the bar

Chapter 5 by Shibbar Shibbar

You go take a seat on a cushioned stool at the bar. The bar looks like it has seen better days- though that's on purpose to evoke that old cowboy-times feel. Rows of bottles line the back, along with dozens of different shapes of glasses and cups, each one for a different style of drink.

You wait some time, picking at the bowl of beer-nuts in a bowl in the meantime, before you realise the bartender is not here, gone somewhere like everyone else. Which is a shame cause you could use a drink. You'd reach behind the counter, but the mean looking gun turret hanging from the ceiling makes you think twice. They take the security of their drinks very seriously here.

Start your own immersive adult AI roleplay story
Ad

You leave.

Back Start Over View Story Map

0 comments