The Afterparty (OPEN)

Ana gave a little snort as he looked at the fat man sitting in front of him, using every bit of self control not to go over to his table and start poking fun. Ana was, of course, at McDonald's, having his usual 'Celebratory Dinner': A whopping double cheeseburger and large fries. No expense unpaid. Ana was starting to run into some financial trouble, which is to say that he was broke. The only way he got his meal was flashing his wings and scaring the kid behind the counter so bad he crapped his pants. As he threw away his trash, Ana decided to splurge a little bit more and demanded a coke for the rode. Not asked, demanded. It's kind of hard to argue with a bird-man, especially when his hands are flaming. Ana gazed at the sun as he stepped outside of such a fine eating establishment. "Another day, gone by" He said to himself, sighing a little bit as he began walking down the road.

Kip was hurrying by his coffee in one hand and his suitcase in the other as usual, he bumped into Ana, without realizing it, and turned around but out of haste continued to walk.

"Of fricken couse." Ana said, cold Coca-cola running down his shirt, soaking his pants. "Could you watch where you're going?" he yelled out of anger. This was a new shirt, and now it needed to be washed, something he didn't have the money for. Of friggen course. He thought to himself resuming his pace.

"My apologies" Kip said as he moved towards the man. "You know how New York can be eh?" he said with a smile in his Canadian accent.