Nick
Rogue Werewolf
Reporter: LA Sun
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Post by Nick on Mar 15, 2006 3:14:08 GMT
Continued from: Nick's Apartment
Come to papa, Nick thought as a greasy bag containing a burger with everything and fries was passed to him through the little drive thru window. His stomach rumbled at the enticing smell and it was all he could do to pull away from the window before reaching one hand into the bag and pulling out the burger. He could eat on the road; he had mastered that skill a good while back. Now where to? He pulled away from the restaurant, unwrapping the burger with one hand while he used the other to drive. Why not the Onyx? I could use a night out. With a grin, he bit into the burger and started towards the club.
Continued at: The Onyx
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