06-24-2022, 08:59 PM
….breakfast. You need breakfast. Brunch, even.
You head back inside the club, passing by Cindi getting their apron on.
They don’t make eye contact.
You reach the bar and slide onto one of the stools.
The usual bartender’s there, drying a plastic mug.
You head back inside the club, passing by Cindi getting their apron on.
They don’t make eye contact.
You reach the bar and slide onto one of the stools.
The usual bartender’s there, drying a plastic mug.
KATIE: Hey, you’re Silk Ribbon, right?
KATIE: Sorry for bein’ nosy- Vine’s told me a lil bit about you.
KATIE: Nice to see a fresh face actually stick around!
KATIE: Can I get you anything?