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Nov. 15th, 2017 10:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It is a rainy, miserable day in California, with sheets of water descending in torrents and soaking everything underneath. The TV screens that float over the city grow bleary with runoff while news anchors chipperly advise everyone to stay indoors.
Which is not the greatest thing for anybody, but particularly if you live in an alleyway with a bunch of knife addicts. Thus leading to Graverobber ducking into the bar looking like a pile of wet rags on legs.
He sits at the bar as casually as possible, his coat dripping water onto the floor while he orders a hot coffee and whiskey to tide him over until he feels ready to rejoin the world.
Which is not the greatest thing for anybody, but particularly if you live in an alleyway with a bunch of knife addicts. Thus leading to Graverobber ducking into the bar looking like a pile of wet rags on legs.
He sits at the bar as casually as possible, his coat dripping water onto the floor while he orders a hot coffee and whiskey to tide him over until he feels ready to rejoin the world.