Aug 11, 2019
her feet ached. it was hot. she was hot. all in all, the bartender couldn't complain. “oh, my god,” parker laughed, looking across the room. immediately, she took notice of a very familiar middle-aged man. whatever, she'd slept with a time or two. the mere memory caused her to take a swig of her beer, as though she was trying to get rid of it. “who does he think he's fooling? even with that mask on, he'll always be that one guy that snorts little blue pills... they barely even help him anyway.”
