Walter hated Louisiana weather. Let's just get that straight right now.
Hated it. Too hot. Too humid. Too bloody much rain too much of the time.
His response?
Lemonade.
Lemonade and the exchange of services with a certain witch that happened off camera because the mun doesn't like playing with herself meant that he had in his possession a
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"Lemonade, huh?"
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And what the hell, he'd actually found Logan to be tolerable. Who knew? "I have a little something to add to it, if you're interested."
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Outside, though? Not so much.
"Hey, you,"
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"Scumble is a formidable alcoholic beverage," Walter intoned, pulling out the ceramic flask, "made with apples... or 'mostly apples' I'm told."
He poured a tiny bit into a cup for Nadia and added the lemonade. "This type is also called suicider."
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Too complicated for a Pup brain. Instead he sat back on his haunches and yapped.
Walter smiled and nodded. "Hi. I don't think we've met yet. You must be one of my invisible neighbors."
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"No, I don't believe we have. Sousuke Sagara," he replied. "I'm in room four."
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"Walter. That's Pup. We're in room one."
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"How are you finding the town?"
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