The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

The bar opened at its usual hour, but the plants were firmly outside of the axe range, and the spot at the piano was empty.

Tiny waited for about half an hour more, then shrugged his shoulders and got behind the bar.

Anyone asking about the Devil would get the same shrug tonight. He wasn't here, that was all Tiny knew.

[[ a mod your Nest night ]]