[Ashen Apple Tree]

Casper had awoke groggily not from a night of drinking, as he had passed out in the mid-morning, jst from a previous night of hard editing work. Cast has a joke at his city's News' Paper column, and despite being a local he burnt his juice easier than the old him, which was good. ''''Christ, I wish I ha Sunday off.'' he said aloud, since he lived alone, and then got out of bed, which was nothing more than a unmade futon once he got to the bathroom, to brush his teeth, and the usual. Cas, had his breakfast, only becuase of missing it earlier in place of work, and had, gotten dressed, to go out. He smiled, happily. ''[COLOR=''DarkSlateBlue'']Finally I have a day off, time to drink away the stress of work~ Now, where'd I put my wallet?''[/COLOR] Cast had gotten up, searching for it first in his clothes than in his sock drawer. IT was in the Latter.

Now ready to go, he had swung the door open and had gotten to jogging down the apartment building's steps, and to the outside. Cast didn't live close to the bar, but he waited to enjoy walking from once place to another, so he chose to live here for that reason. Casper had made it to the bar in a new record, he was getting faster, but the real bonus was him working up thirst for a drink. Or two..Moderation was a thin line, when it came to not needing to work for the current and next day.

Opening his wallet, Casper Drac Neilson took a stool at the bar and called the bartender. ''I'll start with a Sam Adams! And good afternoon Micky.'' Neilson gave a friendly smile and playfully gleamed his teeth.