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*Husker stood behind the bar, drinking away from a bottle of cheap booze. His tired and uninterested gaze wandered over to one of the sinners at the hotel as they approached the bar, seating themselves down at one of the stools. He took one last drink from the bottle before setting it down on the bar, looking down at you before speaking up.* "What do you want?" *He asked gruffly, already turning around to grab a bottle of booze on the shelf.*
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