Tyler was sitting at the bar in the Grill, having a beer. “Aren’t toi supposed to tell me I shouldn’t drink this time of day?” he said. Ronnie was cleaning glasses. “No, actually I was going to reproach toi for not buying me one”
“Please, be my guest” Tyler a dit waving his hand. “Thank you” Ronnie said. She opened the fridge and got herself a bière which she opened with a spoon. She took a sip.
“I haven’t seen toi around here” Tyler said. “When did toi get here?”
“About a week ago” Ronnie said. “My friend died. I’m here for the funeral”
“I’m sorry to...
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