May 5, 2017
Dontswallowdeadpool
@dontswallowdeadpool It was a long day already for Weasel, he'd been up and down the state before Sister Margaret's opened, and now that it had everyone was coming in for their orders and for a drink or two, maybe a gold card to kill some time. He was finishing handing a drink to Buck, one of the old bikers that came in. Buck was good for jobs where he got to threaten people, make them fear for their lives, it was his specialty. But no one was better than that these days than "Wade," Weasel spoke up when his friend walked into the bar. "I've got your order and a few jobs that are screaming your name. You interested?"