Mauvaise Chance Roof Garage, Friday Morning

[needsaparrot]

Xander had unlocked the doors up there and was checking out the facilities... but not speculatively eyeing the corner room that looked like it could easily be set up as a carpentry workshop because that would mean he was thinking things he couldn't afford to be thinking.

He'd left a note downstairs at the desk indicating where he was, just in case someone came by looking for him, and one on the door of his apartment.

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[OOC: Locked to a couple of specific people to preserve sanity; veritable mountain of work on desk may mean bouts of SP-from-Hades-the-place.]

Comments

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...the bar doesn't card people. Which you know because you used to go there when you were nineteen," Bridge points out. "Reeeeally don't think corrupting's an issue, here."

[needsaparrot]

"True. Though the bar's also run by a guy dating a black-and-white ex-hooker who can't be much older than the people he's not carding."