where: the dive who: @finnoconnor & helena delgado
She was getting used to bartender, her previous work as a barista in college serving her better than she’d initially hoped upon getting the job at the Dive. Working for under one of the Primordials’ better known business ventures hasn’t been at the top of her list, but after exhausting most of her options in Olympia for employment, it turned out that simply no one wanted to hire her. Well, no one except Seth, apparently, so while she wasn’t thrilled about her situation, at least she could pour herself a couple of free drinks and not feel bad about it. “Hey, shitface,” Helena called out toward Finn with a deadpan tone, pouring two shots of whiskey and placing both between them on the bar. “If you’re gonna look miserable, at least have a fuckin’ drink while you do it. I basically work off tips by what the hell they’re paying me.” She arched a dark brow before taking one of the glasses between her fingers. “‘Least the liquor is a nice touch, though. You gonna toss this back with me or what?”
