From behind him, somewhere hidden in the darkness of the bar, he heard,
"Walshy."
He turned, looking for a familiar face, something he could connect with this name. He saw the man, standing in the corner on his own: tall, dishevelled, an expression he couldn't quite place. He looked the man up and down, put down his bottle of pepsi, and said,
"Now there's a name I haven't heard in a long time."
Originally posted by Piggle HumsySounds like she's a real shitty piece of work. Sometimes people like that need putting in their place, but don't do anything rash without thinking it through fully.
I'm raising a grievance against her tomorrow. It'll probably go against me cause she's so ****ing protected but I don't give a ****. I might leave anyway.I'm sure she'd only be happy if I topped myself.
Sorry to hear about your friend Piggle, hope he turns up okay. (edit, just saw the other post... I'm sorry Piggle, I hope you are okay)
Originally posted by Scribblegoldstargoldstargoldstargoldstargoldstar
From behind him, somewhere hidden in the darkness of the bar, he heard,"Walshy."
He turned, looking for a familiar face, something he could connect with this name. He saw the man, standing in the corner on his own: tall, dishevelled, an expression he couldn't quite place. He looked the man up and down, put down his bottle of pepsi, and said,
"Now there's a name I haven't heard in a long time."