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Time ticked by at a snail’s pace, the afternoon shift at the bar proving to be just as lackluster as Diana remembered. Why had she agreed to pick up the first few hours of Danny’s shift? Well, she knew exactly why, but that didn’t mean she had to be happy about it. At least the other bartender, Ricky, agreed to take the other half, otherwise she would likely have been there all day. Still, the television in the corner had whatever baseball game that was going on and the few patrons there switched from speaking about their lives to yelling at the pitcher for doing a shitty job.
The distinct creak of the front door opening had Diana perk up from the bar table, smiling as she spotted the familiar face of Cameron. The two weren’t particularly close, but the other came around the bar enough that Diana was fairly familiar with her. But she hadn’t seen her since… well since Dani’s disappearance. “Hey.” She waved her towards an empty stool on the other end of the bar. “Drink?”
