fullmoonfever:

Greg wiped down the mahogany bar with a clean rag in preparation of opening for the night. He had bought the bar two weeks ago and so far it had been keeping him extremely busy. He had the idea of buying an establishment before he went out to LA and after talking to his father the idea became more concrete. When he returned to Seattle he purchased space and got things set up. The Wolf's Den opened a few days ago and had been crowded every night since.

His staff, bartenders and waitresses, have done an excellent job so far and Greg had done well when he hired them. He finished wiping and threw the rag into the sink under he bar. They wouldn't open for a few hours yet, but right now there would be a few people stopping by.

He went to the door.

fullmoonfever:

Greg walked into a bar called AFK and grabbed a stool at the bar. The bar was a hangout for local geeks, but beer was beer and that was all that Greg wanted. He didn't feel like the type of clientele that occupied normal bars. Tonight he just wanted a beer and quiet.

He ordered a Guinness and got lost in his own thoughts as he waited.