August Weiss
Location: The Warren
Interactions:[@GreysonEA][@IronPhinx]


August pushed away from his desk with a defeated sigh. It felt he'd been working on assignments since the crack of dawn and he was just about at his limit. There was only so much coding a guy could take before all the ones and zeros started running together. He needed a break and food for that matter. The canine thinks now very aware of the pit forming in his stomach. August stands from his seat and takes a moment to stretch the aches from his shoulders, inwardly cringing at the snaps and pops that followed. [i]Ugh...he really needed to work on his posture.[/i] August threw on a simple thermal coupled with black jeans and a leather jacket for good measure. He felt the layers were necessary due to his lack of a natural winter coat. 

[i]After grabbing his phone, keys, and wallet he was out the door. [/i]

Whether it was due to the cold or hunger, August made it to The Warren in record time. Most likely it was a bit of both. The dobermann pulled open the bar's door and quickly stepped inside. He let the cozy atmosphere defrost him for a few moments before making his way to the bar. He appreciated how laid back the sport's bar was, it made for an easy hangout place. The food was good and so was the company. He thought spotting a familiar face at the bar. 

[color=00a99d]"Yooo Roomie."[/color] He greeted the bull with an easy going grin as leaned on the bar next to him. The doe was a face that seemed somewhat familiar but he couldn't quite place it. Maybe he'd seen her in here a few times before perhaps? He wasn't sure. Not wanting to interrupt the conversation in progress, August busied himself with ordering a drink.