A True Yankee
There was an old crumbling stable behind the pub, from the time when horses were ridden to the pub, and it had been a garage for an old car the publican had before the war, but that was long gone, so it was cold, and empty, for most part.
A Bar Crawl With a Difference
She lay out upon one of the larger and more lengthy tables of the pub, groaning happily as from all sides she saw cocks coming at her.
Marcus Lane - Chapter Two
There was no reason to hang around outside the pub and gareth knew he should probably head home too.
Ch. 5: The Lion's Head Pub
No one went to the upper floor that night, and the pub cleared out shortly after that.
Off The Beaten Path – Security Detail
A small bell tinkled wetly as kevin pushed his way into the pub, his shirt and pants soaked completely through. water dripped into the welcome mat, as his eyes quickly surveyed the mostly-empty pub.
Furry Little Secret ch. 3
"i fear something unpleasant is about to start, the ensemble of our idiotic fukutaichous save kurotsuchi's nemu, was having their drunken party at their usual pub when suddenly, all the other patrons ran out of the pub in alarm."
TwoKinds Prequel: Loyalty (Clovis x Brutus)
He chose the bar because hardly anyone sat up there when it was gambling night in the pub. everyone was playing their poker games for extra coin.
008 - The World pt.07
Sadly butters couldn't go to their regular: the hound of tyre, since it was closed to people booking valentines dinner, almost as if the pub felt like making money or something like that? capitalist dogs the bunch of 'em.
david's collage days part eleven
Every body thought long and hard until mike said "inspection comes from the pub let's go" everybody went to the pub and they were all thinking of good tracks but no lyric's and after 5 to 6 pints, mike had ten plus, everybody's idea's sounded the same
The Royal Oak: Chapter 1
To give you an idea about two months into our relationship it was after hours at the pub...wait, i haven't told you yet have i? sorry, getting ahead of myself so i'll back up. paul's father runs this pub in my home town called the royal oak.
Breed
A hotel, of similar blandness, rested atop the small pub. the face of this average pub, was a deep green. it simply bore a wooden sign that read "pub brasserie", that hung above.
Hunter of the Night
The bat wasn't in sight the seconds after i left the pub, but i heard footsteps from around the corner in the alley. david, it seemed, couldn't hold in his friendship.