Topic #145 Am I Okay?

[garretmacycme]

No, not really. I want a drink, so bad I can literally taste it. I feel the smooth scotch gliding down my throat, starting the welcome burn in my stomach. I sit night after night, alone in my apartment, knowing that the package store is a block away

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[jordansmuse]

Hey Gar! I'm home!!

[garretmacycme]

Finally! Seriously, how was the vacation?

ooc-mun is snickering behind her hand at Garret!pup and Becca!pup.

[jordansmuse]

Wonderful! You were right. I needed time away.

[garretmacycme]

See. You should listen to me more often.

[jordansmuse]

Ha.

Anyway, I'm back and ready to work. So...case?

[garretmacycme]

Everything is assigned, so put your feet up and tell me what you two did...outside the hotel room.

[jordansmuse]

We walked around the town. We shopped. We ate.

*sighs* You're sure there's not a case?

[garretmacycme]

Slow day, yesterday was the same, so you know next week we'll be too busy to breathe.

[jordansmuse]

Good! Jordan said.

[garretmacycme]

You must be bored if you're looking forward to being that busy.

[jordansmuse]

Time off is good. That much time off starts making me crazy.

[garretmacycme]

You could go through some of the COD unknown files and review them, see if anything jumps out.

[jordansmuse]

Cool. Thanks Gar.

*looks at him*

How are you? Really?

[garretmacycme]

I'm doing okay.

[jordansmuse]

Promise?

[garretmacycme]

*sits back with a sigh*

No, but its not anything anyone can fix but me.