Quinn

its a busy night at the club laughter and shouting reverberate and contend with the loud music as you brush past the many people to the bar. you exhale a sigh of relief of a long day ending. you sit along the padded stool along the bar debating what potent beverage to order. You feel the glaring eyes of the anthropomorphic raccoon beaide you as you flance over at him, his posture stiffens and his eyes dart away nervously. his muzzle crinkles slightly in embarrassment, his eyes study his drink