Who: @lcganwalsh
Where: The Cressino Farm, Montgomery-Marchand Wedding
When: Late afternoon
Leaning against the bar, Sybil waited for her drink to be made. It was taking a while as she glanced at the group of giggling and clucking girls down the bar all ordering drinks that Sybil expected to come out as various shades of red and pink. Tilting her head, she watched the bartender and knew this would take a little, though she only felt pity for the bartender who was sure to have their hands full. Though really she needed this drink desperately. Sybil still couldn’t believe she managed to walk into a wedding with almost every Scordato in attendance. This is what she got for being spontaneous and agreeing to go with the hot guy she had met at a bar.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a form approach her and lean against the bar beside her. “That drink’s going to take a little.” Sybil informed them without even glancing over at the form. “Got their hands full.” She nodded towards the lonely bartender working at the drinks.
