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fandomtownies2021-03-15 09:38 am
defenderofdesmoines) wrote in fandomtownies2021-03-15 09:38 am
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Devil's Nest | Monday Night
Annie was, generally speaking, a jeans and T-shirt kind of gal most days. Throw her hair in a messy bun, get out the door, all set.
She was not, generally speaking, the kind of person who showed up to work in sweatpants and a hoodie with a dribble from an orange soda still on one sleeve, from where she'd spilled and couldn't be bothered to clean it up earlier.
"What's up?" she greeted Tiny, who was certainly giving her A Look, before she pulled a barstool behind the bar itself and plunked down on it, propping her feet up on the bar as she settled in to lazily scroll through her phone.
The Devil's Nest was open. If you wanted a drink that wasn't foamy beer, Tiny was probably going to have to be called, because Annie couldn't be bothered to try today.
She was not, generally speaking, the kind of person who showed up to work in sweatpants and a hoodie with a dribble from an orange soda still on one sleeve, from where she'd spilled and couldn't be bothered to clean it up earlier.
"What's up?" she greeted Tiny, who was certainly giving her A Look, before she pulled a barstool behind the bar itself and plunked down on it, propping her feet up on the bar as she settled in to lazily scroll through her phone.
The Devil's Nest was open. If you wanted a drink that wasn't foamy beer, Tiny was probably going to have to be called, because Annie couldn't be bothered to try today.
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