Caritas, Friday Evening
Thirty one.
Well, Mike supposed it was okay. He was the same damn person he'd been yesterday, wasn't he? Same damn person he was gonna be tomorrow, too. (Actually... That wasn't entirely accurate, but it was an island thing and therefore didn't count.) So did he really have anything to worry about? Probably not.
Still, he hadn't been too vocal about what today was. And it was just as well, since his housemate was currently a cat, Laurie was long gone back to Florida, and he had to work tonight anyway. But when he got to Caritas, he still mixed himself an appropriate drink, and picked a few others for the specials board.
SPECIALS
Birthday Cake
Florida Rain
Stripper's Kiss
Spot the theme, people.
Well, Mike supposed it was okay. He was the same damn person he'd been yesterday, wasn't he? Same damn person he was gonna be tomorrow, too. (Actually... That wasn't entirely accurate, but it was an island thing and therefore didn't count.) So did he really have anything to worry about? Probably not.
Still, he hadn't been too vocal about what today was. And it was just as well, since his housemate was currently a cat, Laurie was long gone back to Florida, and he had to work tonight anyway. But when he got to Caritas, he still mixed himself an appropriate drink, and picked a few others for the specials board.
SPECIALS
Birthday Cake
Florida Rain
Stripper's Kiss
Spot the theme, people.