Jun 28
closed for: @callawalker
where: bigfoot brewery
By the third question in a row that he had no idea what the answer could be, Darrow had given up on partaking in the trivia part of the trivia night he was attending.
He's propped up at the bar instead, mid-way through his fourth beer of the evening as he waits for the questions to cease for to greet the host. Once he made eye contact with Calla, he waves and then waits to once again make her the keeper of his conundrums.
"Good quiz," He says when she's within earshot, his overturned and doodled on answer sheet implying otherwise as he uses it as a makeshift beermat, "I need your help with something."