Marcus was terribly bored. He sat at a bar with a beer and a frown. “What’s a person got to do to get some play around here?” He muttered to himself. He supposed he could take another trip to the cells. Find a pretty little thing to take home with him for the night. But that took work and he was feeling very lazy tonight. He wanted the fun to just come and find him. When someone came and sat with him he smirked. “Well hello there....fancy a night of canoodling?”















