Snippet #2281459

Ali walked slowly down the street his notepad and pen in one hand and his house keys in the other, he always found it easier to carry his house keys home rather than fumble around for them when he got to the door. He looked over to the bar across from the house and saw his fathers car in the usual space, it seemed he was always in the bar and it occluded him that he had never asked him why he was always in there. With all he questions that Ali asked it was odd to Ali why someone would want to spend so much time in a bar.

Checking his watch he was still pretty early to get into his afternoon routine of relaxing around the house, so he walked into the bar, his face grimicing at the loud music. Humming softly he walked to his father tapping him on the shoulder he spoke rather loudly forgetting his hands were over his ears. " Hi Dad...can I ask you something!?"