There I sat at the bar at Mystic Grill as I was taking a sip of my drink every once in a while. A lot was going through my mind. My brother, Emmett, kicked me out of the house. I was maybe in a relationship with a werewolf. I now lived with a hybrid who is more like a brother to me than what Emmett ever was. The bartender looked at me as he must of thought that I had a lot on my mind, for he handed me a beer without asking for an i.d. I must of looked that terrible if I was getting a free beer, but knowing me I was not going to accept the beer as I was not a drinker at all. I slid the beer away as I then took another sip of my water. "My life is crazy..." I muttered to myself at that very moment.
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