St. Patty's Day (Forward-dated to Sat, OTA)
Jake had been here for almost a week and there was no more denying that he was stuck in some strange little village that had a bunch of weirdos in it. Okay, so Jake technically was denying it because was basically living in the various bars in the village. He had to give it to whoever designed this place, there were a lot of places to liquor up. Thank God.
Today, because it was St. Patrick's Day - apparently - Jake was at the closest thing to an authentic pub. The Black Sheep. He could do without some of the customer green stuff. Really, beer was not meant to be green. But at least the loudness was good to drown out any thought. Still, Jake looked mopey for celebrating such an occasion.
Today, because it was St. Patrick's Day - apparently - Jake was at the closest thing to an authentic pub. The Black Sheep. He could do without some of the customer green stuff. Really, beer was not meant to be green. But at least the loudness was good to drown out any thought. Still, Jake looked mopey for celebrating such an occasion.