Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

Was it out of season? Yes, but greenhouses existed, and that didn't matter.

Was it...a little strange for a mid-winter special? Sure, but this was a strange town.

Moreover -- was Annie kind of already sick of watermelon, by the time she'd finished writing out the board? Yes. And this wouldn't continue beyond this one week, but -- you get a weird message about watermelon from one of your bar regulars, you take inspiration where you can.

~*Specials*~
Watermelon Martini
Watermelon Daiquiri
Watermelon Limeade

[the OCD heard about my week and decided to stay away. open!]

Comments

[pocketpretzels]

"...'Dick move'?" Watts repeated. He was fairly certain he had the gist of it from context, but he wanted to be sure.

[hasaknightjob]

"Acting like an asshole?" Marc tried. "A jerk?"

[pocketpretzels]

Also both slang words that had come into existence after Watts's time, but ones he'd heard in passing since arriving in Fandom.

"Ah," he nodded. "Yes. Agreed." Of course, when they'd been dating it had been much harder to see Jack's behaviour in that light, but now, somewhat more removed? Absolutely.

[hasaknightjob]

"Point being he lost his right to any claim," Marc said. "You don't bail if you expect the other person to cool their heels until you get back."

[pocketpretzels]

“I don’t know that he really thought through the consequences of leaving,” Watts said, which was- not a defense, exactly. “It was an impulsive decision borne of desperation.”

[hasaknightjob]

"There's consequences even if you don't think it through," Marc said. Which was pretty self-aware for him, really.

[pocketpretzels]

“In this case being that I have moved on and am happy.”

[hasaknightjob]

"Which you should," Marc told him. Then, just so it was clear, "Not just because it's Steven."