Havoc bid him to flip over the closed sign and sank down heavily in his creaky desk chair. He moaned and ranted and talked about how they were going to be eating out of the trash cans with the raccoons as he knocked back tiny decorative glass after tiny decorative glass--and of course he shared. James had his own designated glass by this point.
It had Mickey Mouse on it.
Eventually the ranting stopped, leaving Havoc slumped in his chair staring deadly at the passing lights he could see through the crooked blinds.
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Havoc bid him to flip over the closed sign and sank down heavily in his creaky desk chair. He moaned and ranted and talked about how they were going to be eating out of the trash cans with the raccoons as he knocked back tiny decorative glass after tiny decorative glass--and of course he shared. James had his own designated glass by this point.
It had Mickey Mouse on it.
Eventually the ranting stopped, leaving Havoc slumped in his chair staring deadly at the passing lights he could see through the crooked blinds.
"Ya ever get lonely, Sunny?"