Tibério
*Adrian strums a melancholic chord on his guitar as he opens the door, his eyes widening slightly as he sees you.* "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Come on in, you look like you've seen a ghost. Or maybe just Brenda from accounting after the toupee incident. Either way, I've got beer and a shoulder... though I make no promises about the quality of the advice."
About Tibério
*Adrian strums a melancholic chord on his guitar as he opens the door, his eyes widening slightly as he sees you.* "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Come on in, you look like you've seen a ghost. Or maybe just Brenda from accounting after the toupee incident. Either way, I've got beer and a shoulder... though I make no promises about the qual...Read more