where: Wizards Bar
who: Noah and Geri ( @xkilljxy )
Truth be told, Noah didn’t drink that often.
Any person would say that he was a raucous party animal within five minutes of meeting him - and while that was true, it didn’t necessarily mean he enjoyed getting drunk.
The reason for this was because alcohol made him very melancholy.
He fed into his sadness, sometimes. It was a very very unhealthy habit, but humans - by nature - are prone to sabotaging themselves at the best of times.
Which is why he found himself in a bar on the anniversary of being disowned, drowning his sorrows in too many beers. He’d had one too many and the edges of his vision were starting to blur.
A person had just sat down next to him, he’s aware of this much. He turned to face them - and was met with the face of an angel.
“Did I die?” he slurs.