There was a crash behind me that broke through the quiet 80's rock and caused me to jump in suprise. I turned away from my half-full mug and saw a tall, dark, dripping sihoutte framed in the doorway with a curtain of rain behind it. There was a complete silence aside from a football game on the television as the figure walked slowly up to the stool and sat down heavily.

The clack of billiard balls and thump of darts returned, but I remained looking at the figure hunched over the bar. Now I could see that it was a man with long, dark, grizzly hair and he wore a trenchcoat. The whole time Merv had not saida word and continued wiping a mug clean. As I look at him though, I noticed that he shot the newcomer a furtive sideways glance of curiosity, and it was enough reason for me to mkae up my mind. I took a deep breath, walked over to the stranger, andsat down beside him.

Rough draft of a short story I'm working on. I'm changing the central idea of it constantly, but I confident this part will be the same. What do you guys think?

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