[Too much noise... That's a feeling they understand. They'd gotten used the Sinners' presence ages ago, but even they sometimes needed a moment to themselves when things were getting too lively.]
Maybe.
[They take a seat beside him, assuring the bartender they'd be fine before leaning on the bar with their head in their hand.]
I think if I was, we'd have similar tastes. There's something about the quiet, simple places.
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Maybe.
[They take a seat beside him, assuring the bartender they'd be fine before leaning on the bar with their head in their hand.]
I think if I was, we'd have similar tastes. There's something about the quiet, simple places.