Little Lines I (A One-Liner RP)

"Out the back," the wheelchair-bound man said hastily, "watch him as he goes!" She nodded and stepped through, shutting the "employees only" door behind her.
 
"Bring back some extra ale - rounds' on me today, and double-dose for the morose man in the corner!"
 
But the morose man that had been in the corner was already out the door, rushing through the sandy wind with his cloak billowing melodramically behind him.
 
The drunkard looked at him leave, mumbling something about the morose man being a drama queen.
 
And with that, the girl turned and walked away to her own table without another word, the man's message nonetheless leaving a chill as did a cold gale leaking in from the door he left through.
 
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