He didn't love admitting it, but there was no denying that this year had just... sucked. Not just for him, but for, as Elijah had said, everyone.
He poured two glasses full of bourbon, as he watched Elijah prowling around the confined space like a large, restless, cat, for just a moment. Prowling like a cat, and stroking his books, he realized. Nothing too exciting there, or at least not too overtly personal. Lots of history - general, very specific, some fairly ridiculous. He shook his head after a moment and carried both glasses to where Elijah was.
"More secondary storage, than store. It's usually bought, by the time it's there...." His, or what was confiscated. "Do you still want this?" This being the drink.
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He didn't love admitting it, but there was no denying that this year had just... sucked. Not just for him, but for, as Elijah had said, everyone.
He poured two glasses full of bourbon, as he watched Elijah prowling around the confined space like a large, restless, cat, for just a moment. Prowling like a cat, and stroking his books, he realized. Nothing too exciting there, or at least not too overtly personal. Lots of history - general, very specific, some fairly ridiculous. He shook his head after a moment and carried both glasses to where Elijah was.
"More secondary storage, than store. It's usually bought, by the time it's there...." His, or what was confiscated. "Do you still want this?" This being the drink.