Beer Me
His friend jac swore by the food too, so a trip out was of course going to happen on their day off. it was nothing for the skunk to complain about however, and instead he just let it happen and made sure that jac paid for it.
Terms of Service - Chapter 7
The real horror was the jac-o-lantern on a vine. it was full of bright flame and as whistler watched he saw it engulf their head. the wolf's screams were cut off as the pumpkin remoulded itself to fit his head.
Terms of Service - Chapter 8
The lights had also been lowered, the last candles were sputtering, burning low inside all the jac-o-lanterns lining the walls. it was cosy and quiet and tarw was leaning against the bar watching the last few guests dance.