The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening
There was a shipment of 'Hallowine' behind the bar when Derek arrived. No, he didn't know what that was. And no, he didn't really want to know either.
And yet there he was, opening one to sniff at it suspiciously. It was pumpkin pie spiced, sugary alcohol that would probably end up causing all the hangovers if consumed.
Which would be why Derek took a hesitant sip before remembering that he made bad choices. Always. The bottle went down the drain and the rest could wait for the next bartender to deal with.
And yet there he was, opening one to sniff at it suspiciously. It was pumpkin pie spiced, sugary alcohol that would probably end up causing all the hangovers if consumed.
Which would be why Derek took a hesitant sip before remembering that he made bad choices. Always. The bottle went down the drain and the rest could wait for the next bartender to deal with.