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thisismybar) wrote2013-05-26 01:52 am
thisismybar) wrote2013-05-26 01:52 am
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Elijah
He'd hesitated, but he'd actually, eventually, bucked up and called Elijah to see if there was any news about the cave. He wasn't sure why, except that it seemed like such a nice, relatively non-threatening distraction.
Better than alcohol and vampire slaying, anyway.
Then he'd invited Elijah over to his place for a drink and to update him, before maybe (hopefully) going out and getting Elijah in there to look around. He understood that even less. Except... Elijah's company had been really, really easy. Kind of weird! But easy.
He missed easy.
Not that kind of easy. Just... close to comfortable, and pleasant.
He met Elijah with the door, handed him a glass of bourbon and stepped back to let him in.
"Any luck?" he asked, as he gestured Elijah toward the living room.
Better than alcohol and vampire slaying, anyway.
Then he'd invited Elijah over to his place for a drink and to update him, before maybe (hopefully) going out and getting Elijah in there to look around. He understood that even less. Except... Elijah's company had been really, really easy. Kind of weird! But easy.
He missed easy.
Not that kind of easy. Just... close to comfortable, and pleasant.
He met Elijah with the door, handed him a glass of bourbon and stepped back to let him in.
"Any luck?" he asked, as he gestured Elijah toward the living room.