He walked into the Quicksand, taking a quick survey of the  tables. Regardless of the time of day, a good drink was always welcome. The last time he'd entered, he'd left with a good fight. Franz didn't need another, for now at least.Â
Walking over to a table with the most empty seats, he asked the man sitting at it.Â
"Do you mind if I join you here?" For a moment, he laughed to himself. "See, world? I can go to a place without causing a fight!" He kept the thought to himself, of course.
Walking over to a table with the most empty seats, he asked the man sitting at it.Â
"Do you mind if I join you here?" For a moment, he laughed to himself. "See, world? I can go to a place without causing a fight!" He kept the thought to himself, of course.