The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

While Derek had managed to avoid the 'special snowflakes' as he came in today, Tiny was not so lucky.

Which would be why Tiny was singing Beyonce with the DJ.

No, Derek didn't want to think about it. Or look. Because there was only so much trauma a guy could take before two grown men doing the 'Single Ladies' dance sent you over the edge into a murder spree or something.

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Re: The Bar

[allhopeliesinme.livejournal.com]

Doom winked. "And make them play another song, OR THERE SHALL BE A RECKONING! SO SAYS DOOM!"

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Derek spared a glance at the DJ and Tiny as he poured the drink. "I'll pass on that."

Re: The Bar

[allhopeliesinme.livejournal.com]

"Do not make Doom seduce you to get his way," Doom said. "You would never be able to resist, and Doom has no use for an admirer such as you beyond this musical request."

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

"...no." He would not be seduced, Doom.

Derek shoved the drink over like he was concerned for his safety.

Re: The Bar

[allhopeliesinme.livejournal.com]

"Then you'd better talk to them about the song," Doom said, taking the drink.

Re: The Bar

[justlurkinghere]

Nuh uh. Derek was just going to the other end of the bar now. To hide.

Manfully.

He hated this island so much.

Re: The Bar

[allhopeliesinme.livejournal.com]

"YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU CROSSED DOOM! AND YOU SHALL NEVER GET THIS FROM DOOM," Doom said before smacking his metal-clad ass.