Caritas, Friday Night

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Every once in awhile there were deliveries to the bar to restock. Usually Tino took care of them, but Jessica was bored this evening and decided to open up the newly arrived cases herself, only to stare in confusion at the contents.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do with white lawn chairs?" she muttered to herself. "Not like it's warm enough to sit outside or anything." Unless you were a werepenguin like Bobby.