Status: Open Location: Tavern on the Green
Syd wasn’t working today, so he’d decided to get himself cheap food at Tavern where he normally worked, knowing he’d get a discount. Most of his coworkers were rolling their eyes that he was there on his day off, but who cared? Food was cheap and he wasn’t exactly made of money. Plus there was always a fun cast of characters who came to the bar. It was a bit... straight and sports-bar-y, but Syd always ended up finding a good conversation, if he waited long enough. However, no sooner had he walked in and ordered a beer and some fries when he saw an unsavory face. Someone he’d hoped to never see again. He shifted in his seat, shuffling himself in his tight jeans and his old worn jacket away from the creepy man who he definitely didn’t want to talk to (who thankfully hadn’t seen him yet), ending up sitting himself next to someone else farther down on the counter. Just as his fries came out. “Hello, darling. I hope you’re having a wonderful night. Listen, I have... this plate of fries. The whole plate. And I am prepared to share them with you... iiiif you don’t mind me squatting here for a second while I wait for this creepo from an old job to get the fuck outta here. What do you say?” He pushed the fries closer, enticingly, raising eyebrows and taking a quick sip of his beer.
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