Servants Quarters, Front Porch, Wednesday afternoon

[walter_n_wires]

Walter had brought a fan outside in a vain attempt to blow some of the muggy air around and was sitting in the shade of the porch with his feet up on the railing, a cigarette, and a tall glass of lemonade.

Summer in Louisiana? Sucked, in his opinion.

[ooc: Uncreative, but open.]