@SuturedSecrets and its patrons.Β
Bruce casts a sideways glance at Tommy, noting the manβs rigid postureβ clay ready to crack under pressure. He returns his attention, flashing the bartender a trained smile.Β
βTwo, please.β
@SuturedSecrets himself of the obvious shadows lurking beneath Tommyβs eyes. Things were differentβ spines bent out of shape with the guise of sanity. The glass is set down, and the bartenderβs shadow dims its shine, βanother?β He speaks in a rough voice, somehow still suited to Parker House