Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

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"Hey, rich kid!"

Chuck eyed Marshall. He came in here for a drink, not to be talked at by a Sasquatch. "Hey, poor guy."

"You wanna do me a favor?"

"Is it going to involve another food fight?" Chuck asked.

Marshall rolled his eyes. "Yeah, like we've got the right kind of food here for that. No, just keep Tino company out here while I go hang out in the back room. Evelyn and I are going to have a dart tournament."

Chuck had no idea Evelyn was a cockroach/mouse/bat(?) hybrid so he didn't think anything was too weird about that. "Yeah, okay. But I get to eat all the cherries I want without you bitching at me."

"Deal."

Comments

Band

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Who were playing a lot of Nirvana tonight.

Bar

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Chuck was drinking like someone who was trying to forget he slept with a disgusting wannabe film student from Brooklyn last night.

And eating cherries because they were good.

Lounge

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If you want to be alone.

Back Room

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Which is where Marshall and Evelyn were playing darts. Sort of. Marshall didn't even know why Evelyn bothered. He won everything.

OOC

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I had to get my two wussy characters out in public before they hiiiiiiide from the zombies. They are such chickens.