As she pushed a sopping wet paper towel into a pile and pulled off a new strip, Juniper grimaced. That sounded like the normal way of things, but the tiger had to admit, “Oh I um... Well, I don't really know a lotta drinks.” She sounded embarrassed, but laughed it off. “I only turned twenty-one in April. D'you like... have a recommendation?”
Mead sluiced off the table and onto the benches on either side, but Juniper did her best to dam it all up. She was slowly but surely winning her battle against gravity. The table was about to be a sticky mess, though.
Mead sluiced off the table and onto the benches on either side, but Juniper did her best to dam it all up. She was slowly but surely winning her battle against gravity. The table was about to be a sticky mess, though.