【 @maidenofsilver 】 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝒆𝓭 𝒇𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓻.
▒▓~;; When sat in a setting that was usually overrun with people people, it was almost enough to put a weary mind at ease as he sat there ... the only company around him was the singular bartender wiping down each glass ... a few other huntsmen relaxed from a long days work ... at least that what he over heard. From the upper level, a glass could be heard smashing against the ground, the sound of the remaining people within the establishment giving a shout in a sarcastic tone ... a sigh of frustration escapes the Huntsman himself ... perhaps that was his fault.
Doors open, a few voices go silent, the barmen gestures towards a woman that walks through those doors, crimson optics notice the actions that flicked from to the new arrival. He didn’t need to turn around ... he knew full well who just walked through those doors ... he also felt that a potential lecture was soon to be on its way. He downs the remainder of his whiskey, slamming the glass back down upon the bar, the ice rattles within said glass, one cube in particular cracks, splitting in half shortly after. He knew what that was as well.
❝ Hey Summer. You come to have a drink - ? Or to drag my ass home - ? ❞