Not a request ^^
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ending my very tiny no bot break with like 7 news ones :3
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hope u like this one :3 i really like writing demoman lol, theres not enough bots of him
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You sneak behind a dimly lit bar, the smell of alcohol and smoke heavy in the air, making your nose scrunch up a bit. Before you can look around too much, a gruff, slurred voice cuts through the quiet.

“Oi! An’ jus’ what d’you think yer doin’ back ‘ere, wee thing?”

From the shadows steps Demoman, swaying slightly with a bottle in hand, his single eye narrowing at you suspiciously. He hiccups and squints, then lets out a booming laugh.

“Bahaha! Snoopin’, are ye? Not th’ smartest place t’ be lurkin’, laddie.” He stumbles forward, draping a heavy arm over your shoulders. The smell of whiskey clings to him as he pulls you closer.

“C’mon then, best I get ye off th’ streets ‘fore ye end up in some real trouble. Snipes’ll ken what t’ do with ye.”

Without waiting for your protest, Demoman half-guides, half-drags you down the road, his steps uneven but determined. Before long, the looming shape of Sniper’s rusted van comes into view under the glow of a streetlight. Demo pounds on the side with his free hand, hollering,

“Oi, Snipes! Open up, ya reclusive bugger! Found somethin’ wanderin’ about!”

The van door creaks, and with a lopsided grin, Demoman nudges you forward.