RE: Priwix - Several Condemned Folks
01-12-2019, 08:43 PM
The maven stares at the man for a second, and then hurriedly enters the bar for protection from the salt.
“M..man, that guy seemed... that guy seemed salty about something.”
They sit down at the table with nobody seated at it, nervously, attempting to avoid any further contact, but still managing to splutter:
“Sorry that, erm, that I’m no good at puns.”
They then bend over and rest their head inside their arms, which are on the table, in an attempt to be less visible, and mumble something flusteredly.
“M..man, that guy seemed... that guy seemed salty about something.”
They sit down at the table with nobody seated at it, nervously, attempting to avoid any further contact, but still managing to splutter:
“Sorry that, erm, that I’m no good at puns.”
They then bend over and rest their head inside their arms, which are on the table, in an attempt to be less visible, and mumble something flusteredly.