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Erin go brah!
Welcome to the Home of Walker O'Doone!

C'mon in!

*Old Irish draft beer bottles scater the floor. The walls are painted a pale yellow, the carpet is a green. It has a springy feel to it, no matter what season. The couch is a deep green, along with the pillows. A Throw cover says "Proud to be Irish". The TV set is playing, but no one is watching it. Its an old re-run of "Cheers". The kitchen is that of any other, but for the fact that there are silver stakes and such in the garbage. A few cabinets are open, and you see row after row of beer bottles. The Classic, stereotypical Irish person likes their beer, maybe a tad too much. Walker is very typical, so it say. There are pictures of Walker, piercings and all, leather jacket included, short chestnut hair curving around her face gently. There are pictures with her mom, dad, and Irish setters.

A door opens and an Irish setter comes bounding up to you, sniffing you intently.

Sorry! Celt is very nosy! *the dog sits at hearing Walker's voice and wags his tail.* Just came back from my jog round the park with lil 'ol Celt here...*she pets the dog* Whatcha' here for, hmm? Want a beer? *shrugs and guzzles one herself* Make ya' felf at him! *plops down on the green sofa and pats the seat next to her*

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