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Rowan dismounted, tying her reins, Twister standing their patiently. She pushed the door open, already feeling the eyes crawling over her as she sat across from Benjamin, ordering a glass of whiskey. |
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Benjamin took his drink as the bartender place it down for him. He took a sip giving Rowan a warm smile. He slouched in his chair relaxing a little. "This def hits le spot after a long day" he chuckled before glancing at her again. |
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She nodded, taking a sip, grimacing at the flavor, setting the glass back down as the liquid burned down her throat. "Sure does," Rowan noted, finishing it off before ordering a tequila, straight liquor, nothing else. |
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Benjamin ordered another tequila, as couple men whispering at another table. "Must be a heavy drinker" one of the dudes said, referring to Ben. Benjamin turned his chair around flipping the other dude off, spinning his chair back around ordering another tequila. He looked at Rowan for a moment, "you don't think ima drunk right" he looked at her a little insecure about it now. |
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"Nope," She noted, drinking the liquor with a straight face, watching the exchange and chuckling. |
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He sighed w a little relief, "alright, want to stay in a motel for the night? The get back on the road tomorrow?" He stood up stretching as he tipped the bartender. |
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She nodded, standing after finishing the drink, licking the liquor off her lips. "Sounds like a plan, considering what happened last night with the horses, a motel sounds real nice." |
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"ight then let's go" he walked out of the bar heading towards Feather. He untied the gelding walking him to the nearby motel. He bought stalls for the horses, he led Feather to the tiny stall giving him food and water for the night. "Ight, you get situated and I'll go check in, our room is 107." He left heading inside packing their things upstairs. Benjamin opening the door placing the items on the floor. He then flopped onto the bed letting out a huff as he relaxed a bit. |
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Rowan walked Twister inside his, tossing a flake of alfalfa and making sure he had water before following Ben up to their room. She walked inside, setting her things down before taking out the maps, hiding them away before flopping down next to him. "Gods, you've had no idea how excited i've been to go to bed." The woman muttered into the pillow. |
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He gave out a small chuckle, "honestly same" he stared up at the ceiling hesitating for a moment. "There's something I should probably tell you" he sat up giving her a soft yet serious glance. |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
