Daryl paced at the top of the steps, keeping his body in front of the door while those who'd shown up to support him kept themselves off to either side. The small, stray cat army he'd gathered took up the space in front of him.
On the sidewalk stood the first of the witches trying to get in for the day.
"Uh uh," Daryl shook his head, waving her off, "You ain't getting no where near goin' inside. This all is Hillingdon property now. And you ain't got permission to pull any of the shit that goes on in there. Center's closed."
30 May - Shutting the joint down - during
On the sidewalk stood the first of the witches trying to get in for the day.
"Uh uh," Daryl shook his head, waving her off, "You ain't getting no where near goin' inside. This all is Hillingdon property now. And you ain't got permission to pull any of the shit that goes on in there. Center's closed."