#// this is not my best work linc's muse was being finicky today

[lincolnasaunders]

"Give me your best tap, no ice." Lincoln ordered, tossing is coat on the bar stool next to him. For someone that loved small talk, Lincoln wasn't at all friendly to most people and tonight he was feeling even less like talking to people. Hence why he'd made sure the seat next to him wasn't available for the taking. "Also, whatever you would consider your best dish; I'm tired of the sliders and fries that we serve at The Long Shot, so anything else would be fine." @noahxdnn