Brotimes in a Bar
WHO: julianhellion and borntobewildcat
WHERE: Tom's Bar
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Julian got out of hospital.
WARNINGS: Drinking, probable stupidity
SUMMARY: Julian is going to Tom's bar because that's what sane people do when they're recovering from head injuries.
FORMAT: words!
It took Julian a while to get out of the house, and away from Sofia. She seemed to be under the impression that he needed rest and recuperation, when in reality he needed anything but. He'd already done all that, and actually he'd done it multiple times. For four days. Right now, all he wanted to do was be out in the open.
He also still had a headache. This was unusual for Julian, who normally only had headaches of any kind when he'd overdone the use of his powers. That wasn't the case this time. He'd been told he was concussed, but so far the only problems he'd noticed with that were that he had a shorter temper, and this damned headache. It was stupidly resistant to painkillers, too. The pills he'd taken earlier had dampened the pain in his fractured arm, but at best they had only dulled the headache. He needed something that, even if it wasn't a cure, could at stop him from thinking about it all.
Tom had said to come, and he'd said the bar would be pretty much empty when he did. Julian had sent a text ahead of his arrival, and now he was just about there. His telekinesis pushed the door open for him, and he headed on inside.
"Hey. I would've been here earlier, but long day.
WHERE: Tom's Bar
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Julian got out of hospital.
WARNINGS: Drinking, probable stupidity
SUMMARY: Julian is going to Tom's bar because that's what sane people do when they're recovering from head injuries.
FORMAT: words!
It took Julian a while to get out of the house, and away from Sofia. She seemed to be under the impression that he needed rest and recuperation, when in reality he needed anything but. He'd already done all that, and actually he'd done it multiple times. For four days. Right now, all he wanted to do was be out in the open.
He also still had a headache. This was unusual for Julian, who normally only had headaches of any kind when he'd overdone the use of his powers. That wasn't the case this time. He'd been told he was concussed, but so far the only problems he'd noticed with that were that he had a shorter temper, and this damned headache. It was stupidly resistant to painkillers, too. The pills he'd taken earlier had dampened the pain in his fractured arm, but at best they had only dulled the headache. He needed something that, even if it wasn't a cure, could at stop him from thinking about it all.
Tom had said to come, and he'd said the bar would be pretty much empty when he did. Julian had sent a text ahead of his arrival, and now he was just about there. His telekinesis pushed the door open for him, and he headed on inside.
"Hey. I would've been here earlier, but long day.