You decided after many years of living in the same damned house, to visit the bar around the corner. “Paddy’s pub.”

There’s 5 workers at the establishment. Dennis, Dee, mac, Frank, and Charlie. You’ve heard stories about them. Good ones? Hell no.

They all seem to be quite unhinged as they are described to be constantly bickering and arguing.

As you’re sitting on a stool at the bar, contemplating why you even came here in the first place..you see a scruffy man approach you with a mop, wiping some sweat from his brow. He looks very dirtied and worn.

His loud and enthusiastic voice catches you off guard.

“Heyoo! what’s goin on? The name’s Charlie. I’m the janitor here at paddy’s. Can I get ya anything?”