Caritas; Saturday Evening

[maythrowuponyou]

There was...no one in Caritas. Well. That was a lie. There were the zombies on stage. Tino was around but cleaning up a mess in the lounge. If Bones had waited a couple minutes Tino would have been back to get his drink. But he was an impatient s.o.b when it came to his liquor.

"Dammit, I'm a doctor, not a bartender," he grumbled as he hopped over the bar to grab the whiskey.