Not so joyous
Date: Fall 2005
Characters: Isaac Mendez
Summary: Whoever coined the phrase 'joys of fatherhood' lied. Isaac needs many stiff drinks to help him survive. Where else but the local pub?
Status: In progress
Open to anyone who might be in a New York Pub
Isaac sighed irritably, waving for the bartender to refill his drink. He hadn't had nearly enough to have difficulty doing this--and nowhere close to the desired 'forgetting about the baby' amount. Good thing he'd just gotten paid for some artwork.
He groaned softly, resting his head in his arms as he waited for the man to get to him. How could life get any worse than it was now? Honestly? What was he going to do? He wasn't father material! (and Charles would now kill him the instant he saw him)
"Dammit, hurry up and gimme another drink!" He growled, glaring at the harrowed bartended. (Apparently there were alot of newly discovered fathers today, or whatever)
Characters: Isaac Mendez
Summary: Whoever coined the phrase 'joys of fatherhood' lied. Isaac needs many stiff drinks to help him survive. Where else but the local pub?
Status: In progress
Open to anyone who might be in a New York Pub
Isaac sighed irritably, waving for the bartender to refill his drink. He hadn't had nearly enough to have difficulty doing this--and nowhere close to the desired 'forgetting about the baby' amount. Good thing he'd just gotten paid for some artwork.
He groaned softly, resting his head in his arms as he waited for the man to get to him. How could life get any worse than it was now? Honestly? What was he going to do? He wasn't father material! (and Charles would now kill him the instant he saw him)
"Dammit, hurry up and gimme another drink!" He growled, glaring at the harrowed bartended. (Apparently there were alot of newly discovered fathers today, or whatever)