Caritas, Thursday
Friday, December 26th, 2014 03:47 amSince she didn't really have anywhere else to be, Cara was behind the bar for her shift tonight tonight. Alone. Because Tino had pouted at her until she'd told him to get out of there. Mostly to spare her eyes from the sight of Tino pouting.
Which meant he wasn't around for her to ask if it was normal for everything to suddenly taste like peppermint.
[Open and OCD-free]
Which meant he wasn't around for her to ask if it was normal for everything to suddenly taste like peppermint.
[Open and OCD-free]