Overworked and underpaid Who: Amanda and Colin What: Bar conversations When: Wednesday, June 17th, Evening Where: A bar not far from the station Warnings: TBD
Amanda had taken a shift that morning at the firehouse because the ladies of the pack insisted she get out of the house. They hadn't meant by working, but sometimes it helped Mandy to escape a little. Afterwards, she'd planned on picking up Quinn, but one of the she wolves was adamant that she at least get out for a drink or two to enjoy herself. She couldn't really argue. There wasn't a point anyway. Wolves, she'd learned, were very stubborn. Worse than a dog with a bone.
So, after work, she'd showered at the station and put on a clean change of clothes and headed off to her favorite bar not far from the firehouse. Most of her coworkers frequented the place, so she wasn't surprised to see Colin there. She smiled a little to herself and made her way over to the empty stool next to him at the bar. "This seat taken," she asked. "Or could you use some company?"