@vigilxnte
“Y'gonna keep pacing back and forth or you want a drink?” Leaning across the bar, she shot the older man a small smile, fingers softly drumming to the beat of the bass pulsing in the background. He was no stranger, it wasn’t hard to tell who he was, his coat was iconic. Chuckling slightly, she flipped a glass up and onto the counter. “Dear fox, if you’re looking for that rat, you’ve come on the wrong day… Early too.”












