EMMELINE:
“oh no – whatever it is, save it for tomorrow. i’m off duty –” barely glancing up from the whiskey that had her undivided attention, it had been one of those days – the type that just left a sour taste in your mouth, no matter how much she had tried –she couldn’t stop the disaster that was today. what she had SEEN had left her wanting to drown in whiskey and that’s how she ended up where she was right at this very second –
EMMA:
❛ you’ve dropped something. ❜ emma cleared her throat and set the small coin pouch in front of the brunette before settling into the seat beside her and hailing over the bartender with a soft smile and a contrastingly abrupt flick of a wrist. ❛ my guess is you’ll need that to settle the tab. ❜








