ShakespeareShakespeare5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I wanna know... Do you like Shakespeare?"
It was quite late at night, judging by the position of the moon in the starless St Louis sky, almost midnight. "Not many taxi cabs would be out this time of night," Mordecai Heller huffed and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Why did I let those Cajun buffoons leave without securing a means home? May as well find the bus station, then." After receiving directions from a rather frightened young man, Mordecai headed south down Main St, until he reached the "establishment" he'd been looking for.
There were only two other people inside the room that was the St Louis bus station: the night attendant, a stick of a boy with the worst cowlick Mordecai had ever seen, and a young lady. She sat in one of three fold-out chairs, with her chin on laced fingers and her thin tail over her lap. Though, based on initial observation, all of her was thin. Mordecai noted to himself, as he entered the station and walked to the attendant, t