Date: 2012-03-03 04:41 am (UTC)
wheelsy_sheriff: (doesn't mean a thing)
The color runs from Bill's features, and he feels cold cement settle in the bottom of his belly.

He shakes his head and stares at the table top, trying to process what Raylan's saying.

"Me an' Kate, we tried openin' the door, but couldn't-- "

How the hell could this happen? Bill's been through some rough times in Milliways, but the thing about the bar was, it always managed to fix itself in the end.

"How'd you end up here?"
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