Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen Boom.
Chevron was "BORROWING" a table one second, then flat on his back with his robes over his head the next.
He felt a draft on his bare legs. Perhaps it was the cool, deep-underground draft? OR perhaps it was the chill of being hexed by a beautiful woman for no particularly obvious reason.
Being no spring chicken, Chev just had to ...lay there. For a while. He might have thrown his back out. Sprawled and out was Mr. Wilkes. |