Tom clumsily gets up to peer at the latest guest in the pub. Wiping his clothes of the spilled beer and peanuts. He scratches at the blood stains on his apron wishing he had changed prior to going the the pub.
"Ah! Hello Hugh, and how are things tonight for the opium industry?"
Tom signals to Tim without looking at him.
"Another round please Tim."
Hugh turned groggily in the direction of the voice and glanced up through heavily bloodshot eyes in way of an answer.Originally Posted by TheOriginalGrumpySpy
"Not too bad Tom, not too...bad..no. Not at all.."
"Drink!" he announced with sudden clarity "I need one"
Hugh smiled weakly at Tom and moved off in roughly in the direction of the bar
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