With a band called the Wrath of Titan thrashing out their death metal set, and a relatively busy night once more, Amber pulled her weight and then some. Abstaining from too much PDA in my presence, she and Hunter worked hard, and I did too. Between chatting with Ocean and serving countless rounds of ale, the time was ticking by. I barely had time to let my thoughts wander. Always a good thing.
- Are you still at work?
It was late. She'd worked a really long day.
- Yeah. Huge work related meeting tomorrow.
- That sucks. I'm sorry.
- You're working too, though.
- I work nights. I like working nights. You've been at work all day on little sleep.
- And a million coffees. I don't even like coffee.
- Me either. Tastes like stale, bitter, sewage.
- Thanks for that image, Eagle. I've a hu
