The man seems… nervous. He's taking so many sips of his drink and looking around before actually speaking. Is he trying to find the story in the air or at the bottom of his glass? Somehow, Morrighan is not so sure that that's how it works.When he does finally speak, it sounds like he's stalling a bit longer before he starts. He goes into the story of a man who paints his wife and it's mostly cheesy. In fact, that's exactly what it is. Maybe she didn't know what to expect when she asked for a love story.
She continues to listen. The way he describes everything isn't that bad, but it seems to be a very short story. Then when he's done, it's like he forgot where he had been this whole time and lost his mind. He stammers and starts to ask a question before running out of the bar without looking back.
For a moment Morrighan just stares and blinks slowly. Maybe it's the booze keeping her calm.
She looks back down at her drink that has one sip left and gulps it down.
"What an idiot," is all she says before setting her empty glass down and heading back home.
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