WHO: Friar Tuck, Will Stutely and Clio WHEN: Wednesday night WHERE: The Parsonage WHAT: News WARNINGS: TBA
Tuck had been expecting Stutely to come around and drink, so when he opened the door to the knock, and found Clio in front of Will, he was incredibly confused. "Uh...alright," he said, stepping aside. "I didn't- I wasn't expecting- I'm being an arse," he shook his head. God, he was too drunk for company. "Hi, Clio. Come in."
Clio walked into the parsonage, Will's hand in her own. "Hello, Tuck."
"Will'n I were gonna drink. Do you want a drink?" Tuck asked, glancing back and forth between them. "Why the fuck do you both look like you've seen a ghost? Hmmm? What's going on."
"Can you come sit down with me?" Clio asked, extending a hand to Tuck. Tuck looked at Will suspiciously.
"No. No. What's going on." Tuck could feel his heart pounding against his ribs as he started to panic. "Tell me right now what's going on! Is it Scarlet? Is he okay?!"