Post by nahash on Apr 25, 2013 21:40:43 GMT -6
Axle was in his happy place which meant he was in a bar drinking way his money. He sat at a corner table; his back was to the wall. His ever-present black leather duster was draped over the back of one of the empty chairs also at his table. The table was small and half buried in in empty bottled and cigarette buds. As a vampire it took a substantial amount of alcohol to get him drunk and since it was a payday Axle actually had the money to pay for it. Waving his hand, index and middle fingers extended Axle called a bar maid over. “bring me a bottle of whiskey, something cheap, this beer is not having the desired affect” he said with a charming smile gesturing to all the discarded bottles