Paddington Bear

Paddington Bear is sitting at the counter of the local sports pub. There is a cigarette stuffed in his jaw and he watches the mounted TV with a cold stare. The waitress comes over and leans down with her cleavage practically spilling out to take Paddington’s beer. He doesn’t even notice. His team is losing. He had a lot of money riding on this match. He growls at the score and stamps out the butt of his cigarette on the bar counter. He wanted to just throw it on the floor but before he did, he sighed. He lifted the mug and drained half of it down his gullet before dropping the butt into the ashtray. Little things. He still had some rules, he thought, and hated it.