On one hand, it was cold as hell outside, and that made Atticus not want to leave his apartment at all. On the other hand, he was curious about the people in this town, and this seemed like a good, non-creeperish way to meet them. So, he arrived with two bottles of Irish whiskey in hand and looked around for whoever might want to take one from him.
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Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-19 08:08 pm (UTC)