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The door opens, and Chase enters the space, a deep-blue coloured file (tox screen tests) in his hand. There is a slightly contemplative (maybe even preoccupied) expression on his face as though he's thinking about something that is taking up quite a bit of his attention span, but once he recognizes his surroundings, he accepts where he is and makes his way into the bar proper.
It's been a while since Chase was last here and there's a chance he's keeping his eye out for someone but he doesn't make it obvious. Taking a seat at the bar, he orders himself a coffee and sits blankly staring at nothing in particular.
It's been a while since Chase was last here and there's a chance he's keeping his eye out for someone but he doesn't make it obvious. Taking a seat at the bar, he orders himself a coffee and sits blankly staring at nothing in particular.