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ORPG ~ if you’re going to leave my life

Anoniem
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If you’re going to leave my life
at least close the door behind you.
Because the cold winds
still rush through the door
and linger around my house,
leaving an eerie chill
that just reminds me of you.
And of course I get curious
so from time to time
I follow the footsteps
you left behind.
And eachtime I see you
you seem perfectly fine

Alexander George Michaels
22

She fell in love with his flowers
not with his roots
so when autumn came around
she didn’t know what to do

en jij mag beginnen <3 @Mararosa

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Alivia Rose Parker
20
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It was past midnight when the deal was finally closed. Sometimes, it could take a long time. The negotiations, waiting for an agreement. Alivia thought that was the fun part about gang life. Never knowing what would come your way and how the day would end. Constantly living in suspense. Sometimes she wished she had just grown up in a normal family, got a good education, could just go to bed without having to worry. But this was not the life her parents had chosen for her, and at a young age Alivia ended up on the street with her older brother Marcus. They didn't have much, but they had each other. Without a good education it was almost impossible to find a job in the city. At that time, Alivia was only 15, Marcus 18. She remembered the day they were picked from the street by a few grown men who promised them some work. They had to do some chores for them and so they could earn some money. They also got a place to sleep, food, a home. All things they really didn't have when they were younger. That was how they got into gang life, and the rest was history. So Alivia was in this environement for about 5 years now. Because she was the sister of she was known in the city. She may look innocent, but that was just an illusion. There was nothing she wouldn't do, and that was the reason why she was always allowed to go with her brother to the big deals. Her brother trusted her completely and believed in her, and she did everything she could to show him that she was worth it. That even women can make something in this environement. A lot of women weren't in their gang. Only 2 outside Alivia and they were there mainly to keep the house clean and keep an eye on the more financial side. The real work was for the men, except for Alivia then. Together with her brother and the other members they left the building. A good deal was celebrated, always in the same place. They couldn't afford to go to a different place every time. They wanted to know where they were, know everything there, so there wouldn't be any unnecessary risks of getting caught. So tonight they opted again for their permanent place in the slum, a club where only their type of people hung out. It wasn't a long walk, and once Alivia arrived, she walked in behind the others. It was already crowdy in the club, but that was always the case in here. It was the only good place left, so that might have been the reason.

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There was always something about first times that gave Alexander a warm feeling inside. Any first time would count. Today was also a first time for Alexander. Not his first time going undercover, no, not at all. Alex had been undercover many times already, enough times for him to nearly forget who he really was. Today, however, was his first time being a bartender. He was undercover as Henry Jones, a college drop out who started bartending the second he was legal. He was in the city with the sole purpose of taking down the local gang. It wasn’t a hard job, wasn’t something Alexander hadn’t done before, certainly not a first time for him. The hard part of the job had already been done, getting this job as a bartender at some sketchy bar in the slum of the city. Getting the job had been easier than he had expected. The owner, Bobby, barely asked him any questions, didn’t even take a full look on his resume, and for sure didn’t do a background check. It was almost like he had gotten a fake identity for nothing, though Alex knew that it would come in handy eventually, knew that a fake identity was exactly what someone needed for a job like this. His identity and all that was taken care of by the cops, Alexander, however, wasn’t with the police force. He was his own boss, worked for no one but himself, until the cops would need his help and Alexander would help them out, get them whatever they needed and go back to his own life again. Sometimes he worked for the police, sometimes interpol needed him, sometimes even the FBI came knocking on his door. He was great at his job anyway, had gotten multiple job offers so far, but he enjoyed the free life, being his own boss. Doing only those jobs that seemed interesting to him. That was how he ended up here, on a Saturday night, working his first ever shift as a bartender and mixing drinks for a bunch of drunk criminals. Most criminals here weren’t on his list though, Alexander was here for just one gang, and one member specifically. Alivia Rose Parker, the sister of one of the highest man in her gang. Through her Alex was supposed to gather all information he needed to burn their organization down to the ground. But for now he was just mixing a sex on the beach for an old lady in a bickers jacket, who had been giving Alexander weirdly sexual looks ever since she arrived. Handing her her drink Alexander turned himself to the new group of people that came barging in. His eyes caught his target immediately. Alivia. She was here.

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Once inside, she meets some people she knows. That was always the case here. People with whom you had a past, where you did good business with and with whom you still had a good contact. On the other hand, there were also people with whom you hadn't closed off yet and where the atmosphere was completely different. Fighting was not done in here. Problems were fought out outside, that was a rule that was established. Inside, everyone behaved as they were supposed to. Everyone here knew what kind of life they had, that they weren't nice people with a normal life. Yet in here they were all pretending to be normal people, with a normal job that just came to enjoy and party like in any another club. It was strange, how people totally changed once they came in here. You could be the most stressed out and agressive person on the Streets, but inside, it seemed like nothing happened. Alivia saw how the boys soon joined a group of people they knew. Alivia wasn't in a party mood. She was in for a drink, that's for sure, and she would see the boys again at the end of the evening, when it was time to go. They knew they could usually find Alivia at the bar, enjoying a drink. She liked to observe. To see what kind of people were in here and if she already knew them. She had a hard time trusting people, but then again she loved a good conversation. Not about her life, but about their life. Different views on things could change her own vieuw, and that was what she liked the most. Of course she liked to party once in a while, but that was rather unusual. She preferred control and power, so she could inform her brother if she didn't trust something. He was the loose one of the 2, she was the one on that was constantly alert, who had a harder time relaxing. Her brother raised his hand for a while,and then he disappeared in the crowd of people. Alivia nodded and walked straight to the bar. She was in need of a drink, and she was going to get that right away. She would see where the evening would take her. Most of the time she would talk to someone, although she could perfectly sit and observe the whole evening. She could enjoy that just as much and it wouldn't be a disappointment if that happened.

Anoniem
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Finishing the drink he had been mixing Alexander smoothly poured it into the assigned glass, handing it to the older lady sitting across from him at the bar. "Thank you, darling," the woman said, giving Alexander a very suggestive look. That was just part of the job, handling these people, handling drunk people mostly. Drunk people were easy to handle though, Alexander genuinely didn't mind that, but the flirty people, people who looked at Alex and imagined him to do other things than just mix drinks? Those were the most awful people to get at the bar. Of course today had only been his first day mixing drinks and working as a bartender, but in these few hours he had already come across a couple of people liking Alexander's looks more than the drinks he made for them. Most just gave him suggestive looks, touched his hand whenever he handed them a drink, or slipped in some highly inappropriate comments, those weren't that bad, Alexander had for sure heard worse. But some actually tried to touch him, or get on the other side of the bar to get close to him. Those were mostly the very drunk ones though. And sadly, dealing with those people was part of this job, and doing this job was part of Alexander's actual job. After turning away from the older woman Alex walked to the other side of the bar, deciding to take orders there. It was very important to move around the bar, take orders everywhere and keep the guests happy. Alexander's boss had explicitly told him to keep the guests happy, and that he wouldn't want to see them angry. Alex believed that instantly. While he could easily handle most of the people in here in hand to hand combat, he also knew that most of them were carrying weapons, and while he was great at disarming people, there was still a great risk. Not pissing them off was definitely the best option here. As his eyes took place on his main target Alexander was happy to see she was standing at the bar. Perfect. Walking up to the girl Alexander set up his best customer service smile. "Good evening there, what can I get for you?"

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Alivia let her look slide over the bar. A new one, she noticed right away. They came here often so she could say immediately if there was a new man or woman behind the bar. She studied what he was doing, and had to hold back her laugh for a moment when she saw how he clearly got a lot of attention from an older lady on the other side of the bar. Working in a club, she didn't understand how people could keep that up. She liked coming here as a client, a job here, she would definitely turn down. There was a lot of fighting, you had those weird, drunk customers who came to bother you or who argued with other customers, you had to work until the last customer finally decided to go home. That didn't sound tempting. He seemed to be on his own tonight, quite a job on a night like this. She waited patiently for him to come to her for her order. She had all the time, so she wouldn't mind waiting. 'Well hello, a red wine if you can. I promise I won't creep on you like the lovely elder lady there', she said. She could never resist making remarks about things she saw happening. Every funny incident, she had to say something about it, if only for herself, she did it. A bad habit maybe. "I wish I could reassure you and say it's getting better but it's not. That's not the worst type of what's ever sitting here, you must be lucky it's a woman who's hitting on you,' she said, still slightly smiling. "You're new," she added to her words. It wasn't really a question, more a statement to which she didn't really expect an answer, although she was curious what he would have to tell her. Maybe he could be a nice one to talk to for an evening. She loved to have conversations with new people, and even though he was busy, she hoped that he would have time to talk. Even if it would just be a small conversation. If not, she had to look further to have some company.

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Taking up the target’s order Alexander instantly took a wine glass fron underneath the bar, swooping a bottle of red wine as well before pouring the glass for her. He was getting quite the hang of this bartending thing if he was honest, it really did look like he had already been doing this for a couple of years. “You won’t creep on me? Am I that unattractive?” Alexander shot back jokingly, carrying a smile on his face as he handed the girl her glass with red wine. He was really going up in his job, chatting with the people at the bar, actually being social. Usually Alexander was the least social person he knew, very closed off and just generally to himself. His job did make that he had to crawl into the role of a social person from time to time, like now. Luckily it wasn’t that hard for him, he managed to pull it off nearly effortlessly. “I’ve had some try to climb over the bar already, so I’m just glad all she does is stare,” Alexander jokingly said, putting away the bottle of red wine again and taking one glass of the drying rack to dry the last part with the towel he had pulled through his belt loop. “Had a few men hit on me already so far, and I have to say, they’re a lot more aggressive than the ladies around here.” Alex wasn’t really surprised by that. Men were often more aggressive than women, and even in flirting this was very much the case. The men were also more straightforward, wouldn’t juat give him looks, but would straight up ask him how much it would cost them to have Alex come home with them. Alexander knew to just laugh it off and serve them another drink, that was the easiest way to stop that conversation. “Sure am, name’s Henry, today’s my first day on the job here. You come here often then?” Alexander casually asked, throwing her a kind smile as he refilled a beer glass for another guy. Luckily he was a great multitasker, because having this conversation was important for the job, but keeping this job was also important for the job. He had to find that nice balance between chatting with Alivia, and serving the guests.

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She watched him taking a glass and filling it with wine. It was her favourite drink, although she could also enjoy a beer or strong drink once in a while. As long as there was alcohol in it she liked it. It was not that she wanted to drink her thoughts away with alcohol but it just gave her a nice feeling. After days full of stress and assignments it was just nice to be able to relax completely, and drinking was a great help with that. It gave her a kind of numb feeling, which made her much easier to handle, and not the serious Alivia she always had to be. She laughed at his remark and shrugged her shoulders. "Those are your words, not mine. But with the attention you get I wouldn't doubt your appearance,' she said with a wink. She did love it. A bit of flirting now and then, although nothing ever came out of it. She was far too busy to build something with someone. Her brother wouldn't allow that either. He controlled everything that had to do with the rest of the gang, including his sister's love life. Before she would come home with a man she would have to think about that, because it wasn't easy to trust people in their world. And somebody who wasn't in gang life himself, wouldn't understand it at all. Her lifestyle. She took a sip of her glass and nodded approvingly. That tasted really good. She laughed at his remarks. He didn't really look like a talker, but she got the impression that there was more behind him. That was always nice company. People who at first glance thought they are just quiet, and then surprise you. "I have to admit, you're funny, Henry. I like that. "she said, and then she took a second sip of her glass. "Let's just say you're probably going to see me here often, like every night," she said shrugging her shoulders. That's really how it was. "So we'd better stick together. I promise I won't crawl over the bar to jump on you,' she said with a wink. From the corner of her eye she looked towards the dance floor, where she saw her brother talking.

Anoniem
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Forcing himself to chat to people wasn’t that horrible, if he was honest. It was quite nice to pretend like you’re someone else every now and then, take a break from your own life and just be an entirely different person. He could be whoever he wanted to be, or whoever the people who hired him needed him to be. It was exciting, made life more interesting for him. He wasn’t constantly stuck in his own life, worrying about unimportant things and simply not doing anything with his life. He could escape from his own reality and be someone new for a while. It was nice, definitely the nicer part of being undercover. And if forcing himself to talk to other people wasnpart of the job then he would gladly do so. Everything to just be someone else for a little while. The big risk really was that if you stayed in your role too long you would get very distanced from who you really were. Alexander had had one job where he had to be undercover for two years, after that it took him a long time before he was himself again, before he remembered who his self really was. Luckily this job wasn’t expected to be a long one. Since Alexander was naturally trustworthy, his boss now expected this job to take about three months at most. Three months in which Alex got to live in a nice apartment, work in a bar, and get closer to a criminal, didn’t sound too bad if you asked him. “I’m flattered,” Alexander replied, a smile still standing proudly on his face. He usually wasn’t much for a smiler, but everything around him was fake anyway, he wasn’t the person who he was pretending to be, not in the slightest. Nothing that Henry was could even come close to Alex. “A boy’s gotta have some jokes up his sleeve. Life ain’t fun if there’s nothing funny,” Alexander smiled at her, taking the glass from another guest who had signed at him for a refill. He filled up the glass with the same drink the man had before, a double vodka on the rocks. A nice drink if he may say so himself. After handing the man his drink again Alexander turned back to his target. Maybe he shouldn’t call her that inside his own mind, but then again, mind reading really wasn’t a thing anyway. “Well that just made me a lot more excited for my job here,” Alexander said, winking jokingly at her. Flirting was part of the job, the bartending job, or at least Bobby had told him so. Flirting with the guests will make them like you more, which will make them want to stay longer and drink more. Indirectly flirting just meant more money for Bobby, and while Alexander hadn’t done so yet, his entire reason to be here was to get Alivia wrapped around his finger, so this was the best way to go anyway. “Oh you won’t? I’m surprised, you definitely look like the kind of girl to crawl over the bar,” Alexander commented, following his words with a lighthearted laugh, just to keep the jokes going. That was who Henry was anyway, a jokester.

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She found it fascinating. How her brother could be so carefree once the case was done. He was always tense until it was finished, and then he went all out. Alivia couldn't do that. One moment being so loose and the next moment being totally focused on a case. She preferred to keep her focus constant, even though from time to time she just wanted to forget everything. In spite of her brother being so loose, he was always alert to what was going on around him. She had noticed that, because she had made eye contact with her brother, who was watching her for a while when he noticed that she was talking to the bartender. He was always so protective, so she could have expected that. With a wink she reassured him, after which she drew her attention back to the bar and took a closer look at Henry. He had a beautiful face. She always liked that about people. It was just always nicer to look at someone who just looked pleasant. That only made a conversation better for her, instead of having to look at someone who was constantly frowning or not looking well-groomed. That was one of the biggest misunderstandings about gangs. That all the members would look unkempt, rough, that you could pick them out in a group of people right away. That certainly wasn't the case. Alivia and her brother were the example. If you didn't know what kind of world they came from, you'd say they were dead normal young people. "Nothing wrong with giving a compliment now and then," she said with a smile. She nodded in agreement with his words. She had noticed that humour always thawed her a bit. It gave her the feeling that she could feel more at ease, although she always remained careful with her words and deeds. I can be that kind of lady if you ask me, but for now I'm staying on this side of the bar," she said contentedly, after which she drank the rest of her glass and pushed it to the front of the bar.

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Keeping up a conversation while also doing your job wasn't the easiest thing in the world. This was especially not easy when your work was bartending and you were the only one standing behind the twelve feet wide bar. Luckily Alexander was great at multitasking, and the other side of the bar wasn't as crowded right now. The space was mostly filled up with overly drunk people nearing the edge of passing out. The club itself was also slowly getting less and less crowded, which was kind of nice if you asked Alexander. People who had come in near the beginning of Alexander's shift were finally leaving or getting ready to leave. It was nice, Alexander preferred less crowded spaces, and this way he could focus more on talking with Alivia, rather than having to run from one side of the bar to the other side every two minutes because these people needed to be served quickly. You really wouldn't want to get on their nerves, especially since this was only Alex his first day on the job. If he already screwed up now it was certain there wouldn't be a second day. Keeping this job was nearly as important as getting closer to Alivia. "Sounds like a smart decision," Alexander nodded at her, a smile still present on his face. He smiled very naturally for someone who in his everyday life barely ever carried as much as a small grin, let stand an actual smile. That was just part of being someone else, you had to actually be someone entirely else. He had to differ from himself on all levels. From his accent to the way he liked his coffee. Alexander was an all black kind of guy, Henry liked his coffee with milk and two sugar cubes. Way too sweet if you asked Alexander. Henry also spoke in your typical Southern accent, which was quite the difference from his usual New York accent. He managed though, this was what he was trained for anyway, trained to be anyone but himself. "Can I offer you a refill? Or would you like something else?" Alexander asked, reaching for Alivia's empty glass so he could clean it already.

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'I would love another drink, surprise me. I'm curious what drink you would give based on what you think of me by this one conversation', she said with a smile. It was crazy how she already felt comfortable with him at the bar. Most bartenders here were just creeps, staring at her all the time and asking weird questions. Henry didn't. He radiated peace and seemed genuinely willing to talk to her. Maybe just to fill his time, but that was fine. Alivia was just glad she could talk to someone now. Not about the things she goes through every day in her life, but about normal things. She wanted to know more about him, just because he seemed very interesting and there was probably more to him than what Alivia was seeing right now. 'You're doing a great job for your first night, I'm impressed. Most of the new guys here drop a lot of glasses their first night, or they act so stressed out. Girls who work here leave after one night most of the time. I hope you will stay a little longer, I like this type of conversations, it's a shame you have to work or else we could share a glass', she said. Of course she knew he had to work, so he didn't have time to just relax and talk to her, but the idea was nice. Alivia wasn't normally good with people, especially not with men who had nothing to do with her business. Still, she could easily get along with Henry, and that certainly gave her the feeling that she wanted to see him more often. She couldn't place how that happened, as she normally wouldn't think so, but she couldn't put away the feeling. Something about him was interesting, and completely different from everything she knew. "Is your girlfriend okay with you working here? With all the feminine attention you get here, it shouldn't be easy for her. I'm assuming you have a girlfriend, since you're so reserved and you're not reacting to all the feminine attention. Single men would deal with it differently, or you're just a real gentleman,' she said, while she glanced over the bar.

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Taking a good look at Alivia Alexander took a second to take her in completely. He had to make a good guess, which was kind of hard. Alexander wanted to try his very best with picking a drink she would actually like, impressing her with his guessing abilities. Guessing someone's favorite drink wasn't that hard most of the time, that was because most people went with something very obvious. Most touch looking guys went with a whiskey sour, not a nice drink if you asked him. Most typical girls went with a sex on the beach, which was quite nice, but a little low on the alcohol. Alexander would describe it more as a soda than as an alcoholic beverage. With Alivia Alex wasn't entirely sure. She could truly like anything, yet there was this soft voice in the back of his head that kept repeating the same drink. He felt quite confident with it. "I'm gonna go for a raspberry barret," he started, taking the right glass he needed for it. "Which starts off with three quarter ounce of Elijah Craig bourbon, four muddled raspberries, three quarter ounce of lemon juice and simple syrup, one and a half ounce of Luxardo Bitters, some ice, and some club soda to mix it off." With each ingredient he mentioned Alexander added it to the mixing bottle. Once everything was in there he started mixing it, shaking the bottle, making sure he was doing it all right and thorough so the drink was nicely mixed all over. Once done he poured the contents into the glass he had set ready for her. He topped the drink off with a slice of lemon on the side of the glass and a raspberry pricked on a straw in it. He handed Alivia the drink next. "Thank you, though you'd be surprised how often I've already nearly dropped some glasses. But I can already promise you I won't just be here for one night. Unless the boss suddenly decides to fire me, I'm probably going to stay here for a long while," Alexander answered, a smile still splattered over his face. "Well I don't work five nights a week, so if you're free this Saturday we could share a glass somewhere?" This was a bold move, already asking her to have a drink with him, but she had set up the question, and it wasn't like he was asking her to marry him, they might as wel be going for friendly drinks. Alexander couldn't help but smile at her question. At any other moment he would have thought of a question like that as a little suspicious, but her explained reasoning behind it did make sense. Most guys working behind a bar like this would for sure play a little on the attention they got, Alexander simply wasn't interested in that kind of thing, he was here with one goal only, and getting laid was not that goal. "I actually don't have a girlfriend, I just take into consideration that most girls here are drunk, and making use of someone under the influence of alcohol is a bad thing to do. I'm more concerned with them getting home safely than getting into their pants."

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Satisfied she watched him working hard on the drink. It was something she had never tried before, but it sounded delicious, and she watched him add the ingredients one by one and then blending it. She did like sweet drinks though she thought it was important that you could still taste the alcohol in them. Otherwise she would drink it out too quickly and she would be tipsy in no time, which she preferred to avoid. She did like to get drunk once in a while, but today she didn't feel the need to. She wanted to make it a calm evening, so she could remember everything tomorrow.' It already looks delicious, and I expect it to taste good," she said approvingly, after which she grabbed the glass and took a sip carefully. It tasted deliciously fresh, as she had expected, but you could still taste the taste of alcohol. Satisfied, she nodded, and looked at the glass for a moment, after which she turned her gaze back on Henry. 'You'd better make this more often, perfect choice. Now I understand why they immediately put you here alone behind the bar. They just have faith in your talents,' she said with a smile, after which she took another sip, and then put the glass back on the bar. She listened to what he said for the rest, and smiled happy at his proposal. 'Are you asking me out on a date now, Mr. Bartender?', she asked with a teasing wink, and she kept her eye on him. She usually wasn't taken on a date. People usually didn't understand why, but most men were just intimidated by Alivia and just didn't dare to ask. Somehow she was sad about that. Because of what she did in daily life she had gained some kind of reputation, the woman who would never be able to commit herself and was always working. Always on business. As a result, she had never really been able to get a stable relationship, something she seemed to miss at this age, and what she wanted. Maybe it was a good thing that Henry didn't know her at all, that he wouldn't look at it and that she could just have a real date, if that was the way he meant it. She nodded happily when she heard his answer. "A real gentleman, that's what I expected," she said. It didn't surprise her that he was so respectful of women. The fact that he didn't have a girlfriend did. He certainly didn't look too bad and he was also very respectful and nice to be around. It was none of her business and so she decided not to ask, although she was happy with the idea that he had asked her out.

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