#wcstarter

“I’m by no means a superstitious man, I mean, with my life, I would believe pretty much anything thrown at me... but I swear there’s something off about that man sat over there,” he laughed, leaning his weight against the wooden bench. “It’s like I can feel it in the air,” he joked to the poor person who had stopped in front of him. Though for a wolf with his senses, he was usually right about his gut feelings.

“If i see one more person take a photo in front of that sign i can’t be held responsible for my actions.” He chuckled, leaning back against the wall and taking a deep breath. He wasn’t particularly talking to anyone, but then it was in his nature to kindly talk to strangers. He enjoyed making conversation. 

Ali held her phone high in the air. She couldn’t get any reception in her apartment and taking to the streets was her desperate resort. She spun on her heels as she saw the bar flash, climbing up onto a wall she froze as she felt eyes on her. “This isn’t as insane as it looks... i swear.”

Ace miró la perfecta plancha de madera en la mesa de su taller. “Sí, sí claro. El pino no es la mejor madera pero siempre sirve para su propósito” El hombre dio un par de palmadas sobre la mesa y miró a la persona frente a él, incitándolo a hablar después de que preguntó: “¿Qué es lo que decías que querías hacer con esto?” @wc-starters

“You know. I hate to ask this. But apparently a pharmacy can’t open until a pharmacist gets there I don’t know. And i’ve got a banger.” He nodded towards the closed pharmacy. “You don’t have any paracetamol do you? Make it some Neurofen and i might kiss you.”