Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 6, 2007 12:24:30 GMT -5
Leon walks out of the kitchen slowly, trying not to let his knees look as rubbery as they feel. He wipes some hair from his face and makes his way to his original barstool, where he plops down and slugs the rest of his rum and coke back at a shot.
"Can I get another one of those, Mel?" he asks, then, after a few seconds go by he suddenly says "I mean the drink, the drink, rum and coke." He searches for a cigarette.
"Can I get another one of those, Mel?" he asks, then, after a few seconds go by he suddenly says "I mean the drink, the drink, rum and coke." He searches for a cigarette.
