dissoncnt:
status: on the road b&b inn | @bartonstart
“Bread and Bedfast– that’s not the name of the inn. I’ve told her half a million times, that, no, it’s called On The Road. It’s like she’s trying to tell me something..” Seconds ticked by before a sigh ( one of those long and hefty ones ) escaped Owen. “To rebrand, maybe?”
“To rebrand– there’s history in that name for christ’s sake..” The air of unconvinced sarcasm melded into a groan as he slowly got up. “Knees aren’t what they used to be– and, sorry, I’ve been talking about and to myself. What’s been going on with you? Anything along the lines of petty squablings like me? Want a refill? Something different to drink?”
“you’re alright Owen. I don’t have much going on these days.’ Erik chuckled, taking a sipping at his whiskey. “At least nothing non-work related. and i can’t exactly discuss the findings of an ongoing murder case with you.” he sighed. “I’m just hoping they don’t send the damned FBI I can’t stand those suits. “












