bitter;

Austin Ramsey. 49. Single. Straight. Father. Owner of the Green Dove."My daughter is fucking dead and all you want to do is bring up the past? Piss off."

[pirateherokillian]

[austin---ramsey]

@chloe–harrisxpierce​

“We’re closed–” But he stopped when he seen it was Chloe. “What can I do for you, love?” He wasn’t okay, he would never be okay again. All of this felt far to familiar. It wasn’t just like Austin could accuse their other child of murdering Allie. Hopefully that wasn’t the case and it was just some sick freak or something. “Need a drink?”

[chloe--harrisxpierce]

After everything with Wyatt, Chloe had been avoiding him. She had enough on her mind… Allie. Guilt. Grief. The ghosts of the past. Moving inside, she walked over to where he was and she sighed lightly. “Yeah… whatever’s closest works.” She shrugged. “I just figured I’d… stop in. I don’t know..”

[austin---ramsey]

Austin nodded his head, reaching behind the bar and opening the bottle of whiskey with his good hand. He had lost a hand for her and their children and he would never regret that. “Understandable. We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. We can sit here and drink.”

[austin---ramsey]

@chloe--harrisxpierce​

“We’re closed--” But he stopped when he seen it was Chloe. “What can I do for you, love?” He wasn’t okay, he would never be okay again. All of this felt far to familiar. It wasn’t just like Austin could accuse their other child of murdering Allie. Hopefully that wasn’t the case and it was just some sick freak or something. “Need a drink?”

[andheyfordavyjones]

[pirateherokillian]

He was a- he was a good guy. He was. He was my friend.