-Yes, I understand....no, thank you for your time.- He said as he hung up the phone. The bank would grant no new extensions on the bar. His business was failing and unless he came up with the money in seven days, he'd lose the bar. As he leaned back in his chair thinking of the times he stole for a living using his abilities to shift into the smallest things, he shook it off knowing he wouldn't go down that path again. He couldn't, and he wouldn't. Not when he had a wonderful woman like Luna in his life.
Leaning forward, resting his elbows on the desk and he ran his hands through his tousled hair. The bar would open in an hour or so for lunch and he just prayed he got more than two customers. Lately all he needed was one waitress per shift, which was unusual for Merlotte's. Between Luna being on the news, and losing his bar, he was not in the best of moods. And that wouldn't change anytime soon.
Leaning forward, resting his elbows on the desk and he ran his hands through his tousled hair. The bar would open in an hour or so for lunch and he just prayed he got more than two customers. Lately all he needed was one waitress per shift, which was unusual for Merlotte's. Between Luna being on the news, and losing his bar, he was not in the best of moods. And that wouldn't change anytime soon.