Pov: chumon is at the bar after work

F Ivan: *He walks into the bar (He has to duck in order to not hit the top of the door), asks for an eggnog (the kind that can make you drunk) and then sits next to Chumon (it's the only available space)* Hello

Data: didn't expect to see you here

Chumon: *drunk* wha…

Data: hi

Chumon: what do you want…

Data: I'm still curious about your ability :/
Konton has that glitchy thing, is yours similar?

Chumon: kinda? Ig?

Data: ooh

Chumon: *hic* her powers are more of manipulating space and stuff.. While I can manipulate time *sips some whiskey*

Data: interesting

Chumon: *hic* yeahhh…

Atlas: ...
*orders a root beer*

Chumon: *chugging some strong beer*

Atlas: ..you ok?

Chumon: *stops chugging, gasping for air* do I look ok?

Atlas: n- no..
what's your name?

Chumon: sorry… *hic* I'm Chumon…

Atlas: *sits next to her and orders whiskey*

Chumon: *chugging an entire bottle of whiskey*

Atlas: *gets his drink and starts sipping* You are?

Chumon: huh..?

Atlas: What's your name?

Chumon: I'm Chumon… *hic*

Atlas: I'm Atlas. Can I ask why you're here, drunk out of your damn mind?

Chumon: because I'm a bitch who can't do things right… *drinks more whiskey*

Atlas: I doubt that's true

Chumon: *hic* well I was rude to my twin sister, that I haven't seen in years.

Atlas: About? *Takes a long drink from his glass*

Chumon: no.. I can't fight

Atlas: Who said you had to fight? Eli and I got that

Chumon: and I'm ass when it comes to anything survival…

Atlas: seems like you're just looking for reasons not to go

Chumon: … *drinks more*

Atlas: The offer stands *takes another swig*

Chumon: idk… id probably just hold everyone back.

Atlas: Would you be having a good time?

Chumon: I don't know, honestly

Atlas: Well... You could try if you'd like

Chumon: I can't just quit my job like that, I'll lose everything…

Atlas: Mhm... Well... I'll be gone by Friday, you have until then

Chumon: …kay… *chugs the rest of her whiskey*

Atlas: *pays for his drink and leaves*

Chumon: …

Chumon: idk… whenever I'm on work I'm just cold and distant…

Atlas: Well... You're working, I wouldn't bring my boyfriend to work as you wouldn't be chatting with your twin

Chumon: I haven't seen her in YEARS.

Atlas: You're busy... Not your fault you're working

Chumon: ugh, I just hate my job, but it's the only thing I could actually do…

Atlas: What is your job?

Chumon: scheduling for offices…

Atlas: Sounds boring as hell *takes another swig* I just go on adventures and get whatever cash I can

Chumon: lucky you.

Atlas: If you wanted, you could join me