Come on, the Negabrutian
Foreigner

"Butch? or Femme?" ask the bartender.

Anjir! I counted lesb*ian, inner Jemima.

Jemima could only smile clumsily at the bartender's guess in front of him.

"Give me a drink dong. But if you can do zero, yeah. I no longer want to mabok because," exclaimed Jemima.

"It's zero we don't stock. But if you ask low, we can love" said the bartender.

"Yes, it is low" said Jemima.

The bartender made a drink for the girl.

The sound of applause made Jemima turn back to look towards the stage. Apparently one song has been sung by the indie band.

The vocalist again spoke to the visitors, but again the gaze of the two met, making Jemima again evade.

"This is your catch" said the bartender who had finished making drinks.

"Thanks" said Jemima.

"Lu if you want to choose jabl*y here, I can give you recommendations that will not reject you," said the bartender.

"Seriously? Can also tuh. Everywhere, I want to see" said Jemima enthusiastically.

He even drank quickly, until the liquid was dripping onto his chin.

"Wait, I'll take it in the back first" said the bartender.

He then turned around and entered the bar, while Jemima again enjoyed drinks and songs that began to play.

Suddenly, a few young men approached Jemima.

"Little. We're going, yeah," said one of them.

"Sorry, but I can't. The others yes," reject Jemima well.

"Come on. We're good people. Just want to talk," said another.

Jemima looked at the young man from top to bottom, raising one eyebrow.

Good young man playing to the place jabl*y kek gini? You think I'm bego, inner Jemima.

"Gue sit here huh. We just want to talk" said the young man again.

"It's a public place. I also can't stop you from sitting. But, sorry I can't be as familiar as the person I just met" said Jemima.

"Oh. We understand that. While drinking dong," cried the young man earlier.

Jemima seemed to be starting to be unhappy with the existence of the young men. Suddenly, two other young men offered a glass of beer to their friend who had been talking to Jemima.

"Ah, really. I just forgot. Cheers," take the young man to Jemima.

Jemima was doubtful.

But if I nolak mulu, there they will be added maksa. Yes, my drink, not those who love, Jemima.

The girl grabbed the glass and lifted it up.

"Cheers" said Jemima.

The clinking of the glass was heard. Jemima calmly drank the rest of the drink that had been enjoyed since.

Not long after, the bartender who had come out and approached Jemima.

"That's what I told you. You can choose one of them. No one will deny you" said the bartender.

However, Jemima looked strange. He was about to grab the envelope given by the bartender but it was always wrong and ended up taking the wind.

"Lu why?" ask the bartender.

"No idea. I was dizzy" said Jemima.

He tried to shake his head, to reduce dizziness. But it feels like it is getting heavier.

"Maybe he's drunk. Mending we bring him back," said the young man.

"Lu give her what in the drink? Eh.. I do not take responsibility if there is anything, yes" said the bartender who is suspicious of the three young men who are on the right left of Jemima.

"Udah. Mending you pretended not to know a cake before," cried another young man.

"But he doesn't like guys. Lu see. He's looking for jabl*y" said the bartender.

"Gue doesn't care. The shape is still a girl. It has apem too. Bego really if you do not know the straight path. As straight as my little adek. Hahaha." he joked.

"Have you crooked times," another timpal.

"Damn lu. I'm on the hunt take him away," exclaimed the young man.

Jemima did not discuss the conversations of the young men at all, because he himself could not focus on his condition.

"Where are you taking me, huh?" racau Jemima as the three young men broke him out of the club.

"We want to ajakin lu party" said another young man.

"Gue doesn't want to, let alone," rejected Jemima with the rest of his energy.

He continued to try to escape, but as his head grew heavier, and his eyes seemed glued, he finally became unconscious.

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