Bovine; Toronto; 25 Nov 19 140 am

Sten tilts back his glass and drains it in one pull.

"Fuck!" He groans.

"I hate waiting."

He shrugs his massive shoulders and shakes his head.

"I'm just a guest and was told to come here if anything was going on outside of a gathering."

He snaps his fingers and lets his hand drop listlessly to the table.

"This is your play, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what I do. If you need something hit let me know."

He reaches across the table grabbing the bottle and starts drink straight from the source.

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