Wade looked on as Byron smiled and laughed. He had a nice smile. Showed his youth. Hearing upon his goodbye, the white giant would then watch as the smaller man got up and began to walk out of the bar. Wade, however, felt compelled to say something. He didn't know what exactly, but something. "Byron!" He would say just before he left, raising his voice so he can hear, a very rare occurence. "Where will we...." And then he was gone. Just like that. "...meet..." Wade would finished to himself, looking at his empty bottle of soda. He felt kinda empty now as well, seeing as his only method of nice conversation has just left. Nonetheless...he also felt somewhat content. He managed to meet a new person today. A new person.....he rather liked to say the least, and would enjoy meeting up with him again. Alas, there stood the problem. Actually convincing his superiors to let him go out and be stationed within West Blue. Considering how he normally is, there is a good good chance of them flat-out  saying no to his face before sending him back to control.
Only real way to convince them if he suddenly got promoted to Commodore or something. Maybe even Rear Admiral. Hell, he'd be higher than some of his superiors then. With sigh, the giant slowly stood. Cane in hand, he too left the bar and resumed his daily life.
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