Caritas, Saturday Evening

[breakfastlover]

The zombie band was playing some pretty morbid tunes tonight. A lot of tunes about death and flesh - but also the occasional ditty about yearning for stardom. Mike kinda wished he could've pretended not to understand what the hell was going on but, oh, he did. He'd already sung at his only employee over the phone early this morning. About next week's deliveries.

Monday was going to be fantastic and not at all awkward.

TONIGHT'S SPECIAL
Same Old Song

Caritas was open. Beware the singing.

[ooc: No OCD!]