[center][color=f26522][b][h2]Garrett Fisher[/h2][/b][/color][/center]

The woman had a rather... interesting personality. His amber-colored eyes watched her carefully, loosening his grip on the pen and notepad that he had grabbed from his pocket. So... all she wanted was a hot chocolate, and she was inviting him over to sit with her? Garrett quirked a brow, wondering what she wanted to talk about through the haze in his mind. It sure seemed like she was having a bad day, as well, and so she didn't seem annoying. That, and a break sounded like a good idea.

[color=f26522][b]"I'll be back with the hot chocolate,"[/b][/color] he told Vicki bluntly, turning away in a swift movement. Garrett walked away from her, entering the kitchen. It only took a few minutes for him to return, bearing another cup of coffee and a mug of chocolate. Coffee was what kept him sane, during the day... that, and it did away with his terrible hangover. He placed the mug in front of Vicki, taking a seat across from her as he rested his chin in his hand, stirring the coffee slowly. His brow furrowed as he pointed a finger to the stand at the end of the table. [color=f26522][b]"Sugar's over there if 'snot sweet enough for ya."[/b][/color]


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