08-12-2011, 08:25 AM
Dentair returned to the bar where he poured himself a quick pint of beer. He drank it in massive gulps and was left feeling a bit dizzy. He could hold alcohol but even the strongest of drinkers get whoozy after drinking that fast. He felt a strange sensation of fur rubbing on his right ankle and thought nothing of it until the rubbing became scratching. he looked down to see a mouse clawing anxiously at his leg. he chuckled and bent to pick it up. It jumped eagerly into his cupped hands and squeaked with delight as he stroked it's soft back. It was his pet mouse Albey. He had been allowed to keep him as long as he stayed out of the kitchen during work hours. Well it's not as if anyone's working here anyway, might as well get you some food little guy. He entered the kitchen and picked up an apple and a small knife. He felt the familiar rush of adrenaline kick in but he fought it down again. He placed Albey on his shoulder and sliced a small bit off of the apple, handing it to his companion. he then sliced a larger piece and ate it. This he continued until the appe was not but a core. He then hurried up to his room where he placed both Albey and the core on the ground. He could hear the little mouse quietly gnawing at the apple as he closed the door and returned to the bar, awaiting some customers.
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