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South. ([personal profile] whosthemonsternow) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs 2018-08-12 06:47 pm (UTC)

Re: iv. bar

South is. Well. Running from her own demons. She's been dwelling on some of her past again. Still. Whatever. She has a few people she could go to, if nothing else than to get a distraction if she doesn't want to talk directly about her issues, but she feels like she's bothering them. Pestering. Being a dead weight. Everyone has a past, everyone here has something, she needs to suck it up and fucking deal. Right?

Deal and 'get shitfaced drunk' sound about the same to her, and she's entirely planning to get so drunk she can't see at all, heading into the bar with that plan in mind.

That is, until she sees a familiar redhead sitting there, staring at a drink. For a moment, she doesn't think much of it. He looks like he's dealing with shit, like he’s working through a bad day or something. Like many people do at a bar. But it hits her slowly that he shouldn't be in here- he shouldn't have that drink, even if he's not touching it yet, she knows he's on the wagon. In recovery. Not supposed to drink- it's a big deal to him, from what she remembers of their first contact on Friendr. Is he falling off the wagon?

It's not her business. She knows it. But she's South and she's a nosy, bossy, pain in the dick and she's walking straight to him.

"That the first one you've decided to have a staring contest with, or do I have a good reason to shove my foot in your ass for previous ones?" Yes. She's here to help, look at her go, so helpful.

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