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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 3, 2007 23:50:16 GMT -5
The man takes a small flask out of his pocket and empties it into the bottle of vodka. After shaking it well, he takes a long pull and makes a sour face.
"Bah, I can't stand this cheap stuff. Anyway, you might say I'm not from around here. It's a bit of a long story, and not one I tell much. How about you? Got a name?"
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