They were not in their usual bar. The Rusty Rifle was a great bar, the best bar even, but they didn't have karaoke, so Jon and Guin had to go elsewhere occasionally. The atmosphere was pretty great as Jon and Guin jumped off the stage after a song.
Jon had already had a few drinks and was feeling pretty good. "No! I promised Kali I wouldn't let you anywhere near a dart board!" he said with a laugh as he plopped down into a chair. The next person took the stage, and music started playing again.
As much as the future looked bright, he thought he might miss these nights. Jon didn't have many friends, and he considered Guin one of his closest. He hadn't told her his plans; in fact, no one knew except one or two people. He took a sip from his beer bottle. "Come on...it's your turn to pick a song..." he said, sliding her the song list.
There was a loud commotion from the group behind them, causing Jon to look over his shoulder. It was a group of Junior Officers in the Diplomatic Core. They all wore pins that identified themselves as such. They were acting like idiots, but if Jon was really honest with himself, it hadn't been THAT many years since he had gone out with soldier friends, and they were probably worse.
"So, anything new?" he asked, giving her time to make a decision.
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