for: @martinthea
where: martin's place
"You gotta have some better than that shitty beer in the fridge," Silas told her, as if he knew for certain she was holding out on him. If she was, he would surely find out, as he closed the kitchen cabinet doors he had opened to peer in and made his way to the freezer instead.
There had to be some vodka stowed away amongst the frozen eats, or he was going to have to reconsider his evening plans.














