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milliways_bar2007-04-27 10:28 am
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When the bar door opens, it doesn't open to the desert.
And the man who entires isn't nearly as businesslike or gruff as he should be.
Might notice something else too. He's not wearing his mask.
He's not sick (well, with what he had) anymore.
Which is a pretty big fucking deal as far as he's concerned, but still, if he can't make it the next few days it won't be worth Shit because everything's in fuckin' high definition now and-
So he sits at a table out of the way, mouth opening and closing at the lights, the sounds, and-
His efforts are rewarded with Pasta.
Which he's now...sniffing.
Go on! Ask him what's up! Really! :DHe promises not to bite
And the man who entires isn't nearly as businesslike or gruff as he should be.
Might notice something else too. He's not wearing his mask.
He's not sick (well, with what he had) anymore.
Which is a pretty big fucking deal as far as he's concerned, but still, if he can't make it the next few days it won't be worth Shit because everything's in fuckin' high definition now and-
So he sits at a table out of the way, mouth opening and closing at the lights, the sounds, and-
His efforts are rewarded with Pasta.
Which he's now...sniffing.
Go on! Ask him what's up! Really! :D