Again he nodded then turned away to get back to his seat. With Anton gone and Fay leaving right after her, Kalib began to feel uneasy. [i]"Oh great, Jesse is gone too."[/i] He could only imagine what that girl was up to at this time of night. [i]"Probably went to start a fight again."[/i] Settling down in his seat at the bar, he wished he could just go after them to make sure they were alright but Carlson needed him here to sheriff anything that went wrong. 

The swivel of the seat amused him slightly, turning his torso back and forth to relieve some boredom. "Can I have another rum and cola, please?" The Californian called, sighing. As he worked, he pondered some stuff about his past like his parents, his friends. . . his boyfriend. [i]"Would he be considered my ex now?"[/i] Sure, he assumed they all thought he was dead but it would be nice to have a call once in a while. It's not like he dropped off the face of the earth or something. He was young and free-ish. What happened to all those dreams of college and being a fireman? Oh yeah, all dashed like the motherfucking wolf that bit and turned him in the first place. "So much for "running with the pack", like the movies say." He whispered begrudgingly to himself.