If you want to experience a true descent into madness , you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been utterly corrupted by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a carnage in their ruinous path.
These two have proven to be the ultimate party poopers , with the liveliness of a moldy sponge and the decency level of sewer rats, taking advantage of those already on shaky ground who want nothing more than a peaceful night out without being exploited for their own selfish desires . It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can manipulate people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been known for underhanded plotting , complete apathy, and a contempt for other people's mental health. They seem to thrive on trapping vulnerable women, coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian insisting they chug down another round when they’re weeping, and then this pair pounces on the helplessness they’ve created. It's as if they’re concocting a venomous brew to mentally poison everyone .
One thing that really takes the cake is how they'll pose as your ally, then morph into your worst enemy . They have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, constantly fearing the moment they’ll reveal their sinister side . Two-faced monsters . It's enough to wear anyone down.
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to revert to false charm when the spotlight returns. It’s the dictionary definition of psychological abuse , a great read ladies and gentlemen, and it's not pretty .
If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and would rather not read more fall into their trap by a pair of twisted souls , stay far away from Masterson Bar . Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This joint is a total nightmare, and I'm giving it a complete thumbs-down for its revolting treatment.