Devil's Nest, Friday, June 27
Jack never bothered to go to work when he wasn't himself -- but when he took Allie on an evening walk Friday night, it was clear she didn't feel the same. The little black puppy trotted toward the club as if on a mission.
"So," Jack told Allie as they settled in behind the bar, "we're here. What was so important?"
Being a puppy, she didn't answer. Instead she wandered off to yip at shadows.
[OOC: Open bar, no OCD! allie_vamp modded with permission.]
"So," Jack told Allie as they settled in behind the bar, "we're here. What was so important?"
Being a puppy, she didn't answer. Instead she wandered off to yip at shadows.
[OOC: Open bar, no OCD! allie_vamp modded with permission.]