Sep 14, 2017
“Wh- where’re you going? Hey!!” T h e r e i s nothing but the beeping of an abandoned call that answers him, prompting his fingers to tighten ever the bit round the rugged Ravine flip phone before placing it down on the bar table in defeat. Hung up. Unbelievable. He heaves a sigh. ( ... should he try calling again...? ... ᶰᵒ⋅ He’s had it. ) “Aaah... Sorry ‘bout that, Mr. Bartender. Please get me something that makes you forget about all the idiots in your life.” / @suishoi