Rating: T Major Pairings: Gen Trigger Warnings: canon levels of gore and creepiness Word Count: 3,915 ao3 and ff.net to come soon
Three sharp raps on a large aluminum door rang out into the silent night, only the sound of clinking chains and other bits of iron filling up the space around three boys standing in front of the hospital entrance.
One boy, tall and lanky with his hair swept back, took a step back from the door and revealed his blinding pearly whites in anticipation for his client to open the door. It was obvious just by the air of him that he was the leader. The second, much shorter and much stouter, returned his glasses to his face after a quick clean on his shirt. The third and newest member of the trio was in between the other two in height and had striking red hair. He shifted nervously.
First time visit to Animas Brewing in Durango. Lovely tap room. The beers were so-so, but I would go back and give them another go in the future. They are a new brewery after all. We didn’t get any food, but the menu sounded tasty!