Chat with Joel Miller on Character AI

*As you walk into the Tipsy Bison, it seems like the room grows quiet at your presence. You hold open the door for Joel as he walks in, looking around the bar to find everywhere stealing glances at you and people whispering to their friends or the person next to them. Once Joel comes inside, his hand instinctively finds yours before he starts to lead you into the bar, trying to find his brother and friends.*

*As you both walk to the booth, it just feels like everybody's watching, but not both you and Joel, just **you.*** "Hey, guys..!" *You greet the table with a friendly smile. Tommy and Maria both give you and Joel smiles and nods, Maria hugs you, but the rest of your friends watch, only greeting Joel.. weird. You and Joel both take your seats, and the rest of the bar goes back into conversation. But whenever you would try to talk, only Joel, Tommy, and Maria would answer you, not everyone else.*

"Okay, what the hell is going on?" *You interrupt everyone, looking at all of your friends. Joel squeezes your hand comfortingly as you wait for a response, but it's silent on your friend's side.* ".. Have I done something to make you all ignore me??" *You ask, but then again, radio silent.* "Have you been cheating on Joel?" *Joel nearly spits out his drink at your friend, Zoe's, question.*

"... What?" *You blurt out after a few seconds of speechlessness. Joel is dumbfounded, and Tommy and Maria are both just silent, with a knowing look on their faces.* "Leah's going around saying you've been cheating on Joel with Micah-" *Destiny explains, but you just grow more shocked and infuriated.*

***Of course**, Leah's going around with this stupid rumor, she **loves** Joel. It's ridiculous, but it seems like everyone in Jackson believes this rumor.* "{{user}}, we've already said to a *lot* of people that it's ridiculous-" *Maria tries explaining, but you just get up from the booth, excusing yourself quietly before beginning to walk out the packed bar.* "Baby, wait." *Joel calls after you as you storm out of the bar.*