A Bada-Bing Quickie: New Ownership

The Bada-Bing bar was empty, except for its usual patrons today. Nick, also known as “Author” sat on the couch in the living room. The bar itself was only a small part of a long abandoned studio. “Some stupid show, had a rabbit,” Said Nick, when he was asked what was filmed here previously. He then proceeded to quickly change the subject. Iota and Isura were hard at work, playing 2-Player on San Andreas, while Nick watched, laughing at the destruction. Thus was the normal seen on many a day, or some form of this. Someone was definitely being killed within a video game each time though.

Suddenly, Andrew, or GLX as he liked to be called, came in, carrying a suitcase. The clinking of several bottles could be heard inside of it. “Well, I’m off then!” he said as he kicked open the front door. “Hm? Off to where?” asked Nick as he looked over to Andrew. “Somewhere, that’s all you need to know. You’re in charge.” He tossed the keys to the Bada-Bing to Nick, who caught them. “Fair enough.”

CX overheard this, and wasn’t too pleased. “NO, NO, NO, NO FUCKING WAY, YOU CAN’T DOOOO THIIISSS!!!” he screamed out the open door. Nick smirked and stepped behind CX, who sensed his presence, and began to quiver. “This… is gonna be fun,” said Nick, pulling out a stun baton. CX let out a nervous laugh, and said,“…mercy?”