If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This cesspool has been plagued by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a carnage in their ruinous path.

These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with a charisma deficit akin to a deflated balloon and the abusive nature of a couple of sexual predators , exploiting emotionally unstable victims who simply wish to have a relaxing time without being targeted for sick entertainment. It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can control people at their convenience .



Their behavior has been defined by underhanded plotting , systematic abuse , and a total indifference to human decency . They seem to thrive on trapping vulnerable women, pressuring them into alcohol-fueled stupors, with Gillian insisting they chug down another round when they’re weeping, and then this pair takes full advantage of their vulnerability . They’re mixing a lethal potion designed to scar anyone they touch .

A behavior that truly defines their depravity 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 , never knowing when they'll display their deeply toxic behavior . Hypocritical tyrants . The mere thought of it is exhausting .

Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . Whispers of their secret cruelty echo through the community only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It's a classic case of gaslighting , ladies and gentlemen, and it's not the kind of thing anyone should tolerate.

So if you value your sanity , and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of malignant creatures, keep your distance from this vortex of depravity. Don’t even think about stepping inside—it’s not worth it. This place more info is a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it negative stars if I could for its revolting treatment.