Walking into the bar I found Whotter staring at the beer barrels, looking sad.
It wasn't because the bar had run out of beer though (He's not allowed any beer anyways, but it's hard to check what he does there when he goes to the bar on his own...), but the cause was a dead rat lying on the floor: Annie.
Someone, we suspect it was the person named Annie, had used rat poison and the poor critter had eaten it. A couple of hours later flowers were layed on the floor to commemmorate the poor thing.
Knowing Whotter, he is now brooding on revenge...
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