It was late afternoon, a thick, noxious fog hanging over the streets, cold wind blowing, and the city seemed to have lost all its colour. The sky was grey, looking like it was on the brink of rain, and though the street lights valiantly tried to shine their way through the fog, it seemed like the grayness had swallowed everything whole, leaving behind only desolate looking streets.
Not even the shopping streets were as busy as usual, only the rare, crazed shopper still wandering about, while everyone else was hidden safely inside the warmth of their respective abodes.
Jae had no fucking clue why he wasn’t in his own apartment as well right at that moment intime.
While the prospect of a walk hadstill seemed like a good idea two hours ago, when he’d been pretty much dying of boredom and not even a bottle of bourbon to keep him company, he deeply regretted that decision now.
Deciding for himself he would walk into the next place that served some form of alcohol, he turned a corner and his eyes fell onto a lone figure huddled against a wall, as if trying to blend entirely into the grey stone. It was only when he took a few steps closer that he recognized him — the timid bartender he’d talked to a few times. Leo, or something like that.
(( what is he doing out here? ))
For a brief moment he wondered if he should pretend he hadn’t seen him and move on. Then he realized that, while he didn’t really know him, Jae could use the company and hell, Leo could probably use a drink as much as he did, if not even more. So instead of walking on, he stopped, cocking his head, studying the sad sack before him.
It was hard to keep the smirk from his voice as he exhaled the words.
“You look like you could use some alcohol. That’s fortunate, because I’m in need of it as well. Buy you a drink? Or two? Or five?”
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