LOCATION : redstone bar
STATUS : open to everyone!
NIGHTS AT REDSTONE were rarely dull and tonight was no exception. with a good hour still left before closing, joey has already had to throw a handful of people out. everyone was on edge. the news of kirby's death seemed to have lit a fire under the town, sparking a desperate need to escape the so-called ‘deadcreek curse’ that has fallen on them again. was it grief the town was feeling? fear? whatever it was, it was making everyone act like idiots—and it was starting to piss joey off.
“i need a shot.” she announces, pushing herself off the counter and turning towards a stack of freshly cleaned glasses. she picks one up, pauses, then glances over at the figure on the other side of the bar. "you gonna be a prick and make me take it by myself?"