Soft rocked by me // closed and in progress
WHO: Kia WelBehenna (kia_on_top) and Ken Hidaka )artiglio)
WHAT: A date, of sorts, a bet, and paying the bet
WHERE: Some sports bar
WHEN: November 20, early evening
NOTE: Gets NWS later in the comments
He'd texted Ken the name and address of the place he had in mind before he left. Traffic had been out for him, though, and no amount of weaving through cars could get him there at the time he'd said he would be. Kia swore as he finally parked his motorcycle, tugged his goggles up to his forehead, and headed inside.
Was Ken there already, or had he ended up stuck in the same traffic jam? He wondered as he looked around. There was no way he could have guessed that the bar would be showing soccer tonight. Hell, it even featured the Japanese team. Kia laughed to himself. That was either the best sign in the world or the worst.
While he waited, he started a tab in his name and got a bottle of his favorite beer.
WHAT: A date, of sorts, a bet, and paying the bet
WHERE: Some sports bar
WHEN: November 20, early evening
NOTE: Gets NWS later in the comments
He'd texted Ken the name and address of the place he had in mind before he left. Traffic had been out for him, though, and no amount of weaving through cars could get him there at the time he'd said he would be. Kia swore as he finally parked his motorcycle, tugged his goggles up to his forehead, and headed inside.
Was Ken there already, or had he ended up stuck in the same traffic jam? He wondered as he looked around. There was no way he could have guessed that the bar would be showing soccer tonight. Hell, it even featured the Japanese team. Kia laughed to himself. That was either the best sign in the world or the worst.
While he waited, he started a tab in his name and got a bottle of his favorite beer.