Jul 20, 2015
psychosfere.
deft fingers gripped the bottle of beer as the brunette rocked on her heeled boots to place the beer the other requested upon the bar counter in front of him. she and rust had come to be friends of sorts, more-so close enough over time that he was aware of who and what she was. there were few and far between amongst humans who knew about what she was, and even fewer who handled it with the curiosity that rust cohle often lit up with in talking to her.
❛ back again, eh?❜ a grin crept to curve her lips up on one side as she thumbed the beer’s bottle cap with a quick motion and flick, managed to loose it into the trash bin near her. ❛ — what’s tonight’s topic?❜