#xander starter.

[viewjaded]

who: xander + anyone

where: the sasquatch

"here," the glass slides across the surface -- a little shot glass filled with clear liquid -- until it stops perfectly in front of the other. xander takes a seat beside them, raising her own glass as they not towards the one they'd slid across the bar. "you look like you need it." and without a word, they raise theirs to their lips, knocking it back before slamming the empty glass onto the bar.

[viewjaded]

where: the daily grind

who: open

"god, that smell." xander inhales deeply, wafting the smell of coffee towards her with a wave of her hand as they walk away from the counter. looking around the shop, they spot someone seated alone — perfect, absolutely perfect — and she flops down into the empty seat across from them with a wide smile. "i feel like i must be sick for coming here even when i don't work." they nod towards the other. "what'd you order?"