Gwen is, oddly enough, not in the Wasteland. Instead, she's a few blocks down, sniffing at the air.

That wolf Preston mentioned has not, to the best of her knowledge, been caught. She hasn't been looking for that wolf, exactly, but she's been careful.

She doesn't want to run into anybody without expecting them first.

So, there's a problem with being a busy little bee: Sometimes, while you're in the back rooting around for more coffee which you know you have, you miss out on certain crucial events.

When Gwen emerges from the kitchens, triumphantly holding up a half-dozen packets of instant coffee, the first thing she smells is blood. Her face pales.

"What the

Gwen has boooooooze. Actual booze! In stock!

This is clearly cause for celebration.

Sadly, in order to ensure that she keeps having booze, Gwen's only celebratory drink comes in the form of moonshine.

... Yum?

Gwen, as usual, is in the Wasteland. It's pretty quiet, which is not surprising considering it's a winter afternoon. Also a Sunday. (She thinks. She hasn't bothered to ask in a few days, and now feels unpleasantly discombobulated.)

It's not snowing, but it might be about to.

"Your girlfriend's a what?"

Nate blinks at her, unruffled.

Very slowly and clearly, as if he honestly thinks she didn't hear him the first time, "A football player.Gwen is rapidly becoming confused ( Read more... )

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Gwen is good.

So, so, so good.

She's actually surprised by how simple it was. Just a hey guys, feel like earning some free booze? and it was all over for them. What people won't do for alcohol, man ( Read more... )

Gwen jerks awake, glancing around the room in some confusion.

She half-expects somebody to be doing the foxtrot.

But everything is more or less normal; it's light out, but just barely, and Preston is snoozing peacefully.

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