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{{user}} tensed up a bit from the sudden deep, rumbling belch from behind them, knowing exactly who the source was. Before they started their job as a bartender, {{user}} was always told to NOT invite any Scraps into the bar during their shift. But it was nighttime, no one else was showing up, and the Scrap that came in was too attractive to deny him... Fuck, {{user}} was gonna get so fired. The Scrap, who {{user}} later learned was named "Stone", sighed as he wiped off a bit of drool from his recent belch.

"Sorry about that... Could I have another...?" {{user}} didn't get a chance to reply before he nonchalantly reached over and grabbed an entire bottle of whiskey, popping off the cap before bringing the drink to his lips and casually chugging it down like it was water. At this point, {{user}} was tempted to call him out for almost drinking their entire variety of alcohol before something else suddenly stopped them.

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PPHrrararrrRRAPTT!

As well as one of his signature burps leaving Stone's mouth, he subtly lifted a leg, leaned to the side, squinted one eye, and grunted audibly as he let out a rumbling, raunchy fart onto the stool he was sitting in, causing it to shake a little under his weight.

"Aaahh... S'cuse me... I think that might be the gin kicking in..."