Apr 18, 2024
Closed | @calxwallace
Rhys picked up the glass of scotch in front of him, finishing it off in one big gulp, before waving down the bartender for a refill. His trips to the bar was becoming a habit. Waiting for the appointment to get the tests done so he would know for certain whether or not Nicole was telling the truth. He had a feeling she was, but the selfish part of him needed it confirmed. With a small sigh, he grasped the freshly refilled glass in between his fingers, giving it a small spin on the counter before picking it up. He looked to his side and nodded in the closest person’s direction, “Add whatever they are having to my family’s tab.” He stated, knowing his father had a running tab open and had had it for years.