When Kyle walked into Caritas tonight, Tino was naked. No pants. No apron. No silly hat. No socks. Buck nekkid.
"It's going to be one of those nights, isn't it?" Kyle asked.
Tino nodded. Vigorously. It wasn't just his head that shook up and down.
"Sith spit," Kyle said, making his way to the lounge.
[OOC: Mod naked Tino at the bar tonight. If
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