Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[Juzt156]

After her third drink, Holly's face came crashing down on to the bar with a dull thud. Loud snores an mutterings came from her half open mouth. Holly was of cource still keenly listening. Not that she had heard anything of intrest yet, but only time would tell. The empty glass rolled from her imobile hand and crashed onto the floor. "And of cource I have all the time in world" she thought.

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