BaconRainbow

The area felt as if it was getting quieter day by day, usuals had rarely shown their face even. Having the evenings getting so chilly, surely wasn't a helpful factor either. Even if the day felt it was going by a bit faster for the young bartender, for once. The man of spikes and creepy reputation, could still recall when the pub would be flowing with people and tykes even as he just got their for his shift. Even when he felt he wasn't the only employee really working, he'd hear stories of vandals messing with the pub when no one was watching. Stealing, making messes, all the unwanted things. Yes, he was strict with tykes.. age really but th