closed with @blazethompscn the phoenix -
when the door swings open, a cold beer is already opened with a click and a grin on stevie’s face. she plops it onto the bar top, using her finger to wave between her person and blaze. ‘how’s that for service? those five star bars can stuff it up their asses.’ she makes a point to try and remember regulars and their drinks but it’s not always easy. the air is filled with lively acoustic tunes, a busker stevie only met a few days prior. ‘long day at the office, dear?’ she snarks teasingly, leaning on the bar and smiling.













