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Ramon enters from the front door, which is held open by Fiona. He looks...blank. Which could be good, could be bad. Either way, it's high time for a post coital cigarette and this bottle of Cristal isn't going to drink itself. So he walks away from her without speaking and finds himself a booth, stopping at Bar only to get a towel to finish drying his hair and a couple of glasses in case anyone wants to join him.
If the mun knew what 'quixotic' meant, she'd describe his mood as such. It sounds about right.
If the mun knew what 'quixotic' meant, she'd describe his mood as such. It sounds about right.