If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This dump has been infested by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a path of chaos and misery in their aftermath .
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with a charisma deficit akin to a deflated balloon and the decency level of sewer rats, exploiting emotionally unstable victims who just want to enjoy a drink or two without being transformed into toys for twisted pleasures . It feels as if they're converting this place into their personal torture chamber where they can manipulate people at a moment’s whim.
Their behavior has been characterized by deceitful scheming , systematic abuse , and a flagrant dismissal of any morality . Their specialty seems to be targeting women in turmoil , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian insisting they chug down another round when they’re a great read weeping, and then this pair zeroes in on their compromised emotional state . Their aim appears to be engineering a trauma factory that leaves emotional wreckage in its wake.
One detail that stands out is how they'll pretend to be your friend one minute, only to stab you in the back the next . Their talent lies in keeping you perpetually on edge , perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Two-faced monsters . It's exhausting just thinking about it .
And don't even get me started on how they treat other people behind closed doors . The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It’s textbook gaslighting , my friends , and it's not pretty .
So if you value your sanity , and don't want to be taken advantage of by a pair of moral sinkholes , avoid Masterson Bar like the plague . Trust me, it's not worth the risk . This so-called ‘bar’ is an absolute dump , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its disgusting atmosphere .