The Twentieth
The Twentieth

Summary/Abstract: Before he got a chance to lift the last corner of the ham sandwich along with the two crisps that clung to it, it was suddenly drowned in beer as some idiot bumped into the table. Not even a sorry. The bump took the top off three pints and drowned the plate. He normally never went near pub sandwiches and the one time he was absolutely starving it gets covered in a tsunami of beer. He glanced around the other tables, all plates empty or just crusts. Damn.

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