Devil's Nest [evening]
Jack was running a little late (he'd been outside soaking up the sunshine and not caring at all about how bloody hot it was) and tread sand into the very neat club, to the glares of Tiny who immediately began texting messages to Tino about how some people don't take professional pride in their jobs.
Jack ignored him as he sat behind the bar with a glass of (sigh) water, reorganizing the booze from least to most expensive, then by what he'd drink first if Eric wouldn't kill him dead for it.
The Devil's Nest was open!
Jack ignored him as he sat behind the bar with a glass of (sigh) water, reorganizing the booze from least to most expensive, then by what he'd drink first if Eric wouldn't kill him dead for it.
The Devil's Nest was open!