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Post by _bjscw on Jan 31, 2009 17:17:10 GMT -5
Wilson did not drink, nor did he smoke. He figured his mind was screwed up enough without the effects of alcohol and tobacco messing with it. So it was actually an odd event to catch him sitting in the corner of Joey's Bar, a bottle of beer sitting in front of him. Of course, he wasn't actually drinking out of it; he simply used it as a prop in order to blend in. You couldn't just walk in a bar like this and not get anything to fuck yourself over with.
His eyes scanned the smoky pub, waiting for someone to arrive. Correction: he was waiting for anyone to arrive, whether it be a student looking to get drunk, or a teacher doing the same. A small digital camera was nestled in Wilson's pocket. Scandal was bound to happen in a place like this, and all he needed was a photo of a Stewartian caught in the middle of one.
You see, Wilson had an idea his previous school year when he stumbled upon a school gossip blog, written by some anonymous girl. A few secrets were leaked about students in just one article, and suddenly the lives of those kids were thrown in chaos. That type of power excited Wilson thoroughly - the chaos was exactly what he needed in order to make his plan work. The school would be his in no time!
He just needed some scandals before he started up a new blog. What better place to look for some than Joey's Bar?
Wilson pressed the opening of the bottle to his lips, pretending to take a swig of the beer, before setting it back down and glancing around again. C'mon, it was Friday night - someone needed to be in the mood for a drink, right?
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