A warehouse called George - Thursday
Aug. 27th, 2020 01:13 amAfter work, Barry had spent most of his time cleaning up the warehouse and establishing a portal back to his world. The portal actually only took a minute and the cleaning was actually pretty needless but nevertheless, Barry was in high gear in preparation for tonight.
Not that he was nervous or anything.
Nope. Not at all. Not one bit.
[For that one.]
Not that he was nervous or anything.
Nope. Not at all. Not one bit.
[For that one.]
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Date: 2020-08-28 01:16 pm (UTC)"They may show up for Parents Weekend," Barry replied. "And after they see that episode of Chopped they'll probably like you on sight. They already know you're a badass."
He pushed open the door to a place known as Dutch Fred's which was fairly empty at the moment as it was somewhat early in the evening.
"And I promise I won't forget your birthday."
Which wasn't hard for him to do.
"All right, rich girl. Unfortunately I've had my limit of alcohol for the week," he said, taking an open seat at the bar. "But this is more for you than me at the moment."