The Devil's Nest [Thursday Evening]

[texted3times]

Eric was opening the club tonight, a move that kind of shocked the DJ when he arrived five minutes late.

After being assured Eric wouldn't eat him this time, the DJ promised to play whatever Eric wanted.

Turned out the DJ didn't have ancient Norse ballads.

The new DJ would be there tomorrow. Tonight you were subjected to the contents of Eric's iPod.

There were plenty of ancient Norse ballads on that.

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Re: The Bar

[eyelidkisses.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He tempered his smile into something milder, and added, airily, "Marshall's plus one."

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"Then you were lucky," Jack returned, equally airy. "Or as lucky anyone who stumbles into a Fandom graduation ceremony is, anyhow."

Re: The Bar

[eyelidkisses.livejournal.com]

"Mm, you know, for a place that gets so much wacky publicity," Lionel noted, "this doesn't seem all that crazy to me."

"Says the boy who's not even supposed to be here," Kate remarked.

"I'm just calling it as I see it."

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"You're dead, I'm a werewolf, and the brunette with curly hair over there died of tuberculosis over a hundred years ago," Jack said. "I think it's weird enough."

Re: The Bar

[eyelidkisses.livejournal.com]

"Eh." Lionel shrugged. "It's a little... supernatural young adult fiction gone crazy."

Or maybe he just didn't like seeming weirded out.

Re: The Bar

[bitten_notshy]

"Like that whole section at the bookstore melted together," Jack mused. "I can see that."

If Lionel didn't think it was weird, he wasn't going to make himself crazy being the more impressed.