The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

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Thor was scrolling on his phone tonight, in search of a drink that would appropriately honor his nephew.

You know. The horse.

He didn't understand why Blake was being so precious about it with his class. Whose brother hadn't been impregnated by a horse to delay a building project?

...don't answer that.

Specials
Man o' War
Horsefeather
Mint Julep

The Devil's Nest is open!

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[apologizeswithpie]

Even a recluse like Gregorith had his limits and surprisingly the three minute dates had not gotten the urge to socialize out of his system so here he was, finally visiting the place that his Lucifer had been pestering him about ever since he'd heard of it.