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It felt weird after leaving the box to the bellman to see three other people. They didn't really dress like how other people do in which they stood out. The two people Bahm sees now are very...foreign but he shook it from his mind. He moved to the bar in which a bartender greeted him with a warm grin on his wrinkled face.
"Got any of 'em sweet pops?" The bartender ask as he handed Bahm a small box.
"Of course," Bahm replied "as long as you give me a Snowflake." When the deal was made, Bahm places a small glass of soda on the table and the bartender slid a frosty glass box filled with glowing blue liquid. Snowflakes were mostly meant to ease pain but they help Bahm in running faster.
"Don't be stepping into that Snowflake in here" The bartender pointed to him with a bony finger, "we don't want to be covered in snow while drinking."
With a nod and watch the man drink down the sweet pop, the young German left but not without bumping into someone. The dark blonde was at least 6.36 feet with a face that reminded Bahm of a polar bear, this sent chills down his spine.
(Sorry for being short, my stomach is feeling horrible trying to type on a bus)