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milliways_bar2006-07-26 07:15 pm
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The front door opens slowly, and a man and a woman walk in.
Well.
Walk isn't really the operative term, on the man's part. He's got a black cane to match his monochromatic attire, and he's leaning on that cane almost as much as he's leaning on the woman.
But he made it home.
"Goddamn," Bernard breathes, and kicks the door closed behind them. "Never thought I'd be so happy to see this crowd of bruisers and boozers."
Ladies and gentlemen, the prodigal ex-Barman is home.
[ooc: I am at Panera, and I can't stay more than a couple of hours, so feel free to tag in, but I can't handle entire convos. Just short saying hi things for everyone but the people very close to him, if you don't mind. :)]
Well.
Walk isn't really the operative term, on the man's part. He's got a black cane to match his monochromatic attire, and he's leaning on that cane almost as much as he's leaning on the woman.
But he made it home.
"Goddamn," Bernard breathes, and kicks the door closed behind them. "Never thought I'd be so happy to see this crowd of bruisers and boozers."
Ladies and gentlemen, the prodigal ex-Barman is home.
[ooc: I am at Panera, and I can't stay more than a couple of hours, so feel free to tag in, but I can't handle entire convos. Just short saying hi things for everyone but the people very close to him, if you don't mind. :)]