Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-5583506-20190326211502

Shanks rubbed his eyes to get a better view of Miller. The waitress finally arrived with a bowl of more of the stinking mess he had been drinking. She eyed the pair suspiciously, as they were clearly involved with some sort of illegal business. But she said nothing and then swiftly departed. The freak had been drinking the swill of a long overdue failed recipe for hours now, and she would have no part of cleaning up whatever would come up.

"Who do you want dead, meat?" Shanks asked as he started to slob the soup down with canine gulps.