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fandomtownies2020-06-11 10:22 am
texted3times) wrote in fandomtownies2020-06-11 10:22 am
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The Devil's Nest, June 11, 2020 [Thursday after dark]
Eric hated this part of the year: it took forever for the sun to go down and he couldn't go out until it was dark. By then Tiny had generally chosen some kind of weird drink special (today was apparently National Corn Day, so they were having specials on bourbon cocktails) that Eric didn't get a say in.
(Well, Eric always had a say but by the time he got there, he didn't care enough to start an argument.)
So he came in, poured himself a Southern Comfort and True Blood (don't judge), flipped on some house music and waited to see if Lucifer would pop out to complain.
He'd also put the sign back on the door about the axe-throwing competition on Saturday night.
[OOC: OCD free!]
(Well, Eric always had a say but by the time he got there, he didn't care enough to start an argument.)
So he came in, poured himself a Southern Comfort and True Blood (don't judge), flipped on some house music and waited to see if Lucifer would pop out to complain.
He'd also put the sign back on the door about the axe-throwing competition on Saturday night.
[OOC: OCD free!]