RP: Wednesday night, and John comes home late.
[Wednesday night...]
John gets drunk.
There used to be a time when John didn't drink. Refused to. Said it made him weak.
He laughs at that thought. He was weak before he started drinking, clearly, in a time that feels like forever ago. And it's just another stupid ideal he used to have he's decided to let go of. It's not like that's his life anymore.
And Toad is funny. A funny funny guy who is ridiculous, even when John isn't drinking -- but even more so when he is. They sit at the pub, drink some beers, have a couple shots, play some pool.
John likes feeling this way, as if the weight of the world is lifted from his shoulders. Like it doesn't matter who he was, what he's done, how much of a failure he is at everything. He knows it'll hit him in the stomach in the morning, that it'll all be back, but sometimes it's nice to escape.
John thought there might be some trouble, going to a mutant bar -- it's a dive, a hole in the wall, in a bad part of town. No humans around, because they wouldn't be welcome, and John thought he wouldn't be welcome either. Betrayer to their species and all.
But he's with Toad so it seems to not be a problem. And John isn't even recognised.
Not even recognised. Pyro really is good and dead.
And John drinks more.
**
He gets a cab home, and makes his way up the stairs to his and his husband's apartment. He tries to be quiet, to not wake them. It's pretty fucking late and even though he's had a few drinks (but he can still walk on his own!), he knows to be quiet and tries not to be too loud when he comes in the door. He bolts the lock behind him, toes off his shoes, and goes into the kitchen and downs back two full glasses of water.
To avoid waking his husbands, John just pulls off his hoodie and t-shirt, shoves off his jeans, and flops himself down onto the couch for the night. They don't need to deal with him like this.
He's alert enough to know he doesn't want them to have to deal with him like this.
[OPEN to tm_northstar and/or doug_ramsey]
John gets drunk.
There used to be a time when John didn't drink. Refused to. Said it made him weak.
He laughs at that thought. He was weak before he started drinking, clearly, in a time that feels like forever ago. And it's just another stupid ideal he used to have he's decided to let go of. It's not like that's his life anymore.
And Toad is funny. A funny funny guy who is ridiculous, even when John isn't drinking -- but even more so when he is. They sit at the pub, drink some beers, have a couple shots, play some pool.
John likes feeling this way, as if the weight of the world is lifted from his shoulders. Like it doesn't matter who he was, what he's done, how much of a failure he is at everything. He knows it'll hit him in the stomach in the morning, that it'll all be back, but sometimes it's nice to escape.
John thought there might be some trouble, going to a mutant bar -- it's a dive, a hole in the wall, in a bad part of town. No humans around, because they wouldn't be welcome, and John thought he wouldn't be welcome either. Betrayer to their species and all.
But he's with Toad so it seems to not be a problem. And John isn't even recognised.
Not even recognised. Pyro really is good and dead.
And John drinks more.
**
He gets a cab home, and makes his way up the stairs to his and his husband's apartment. He tries to be quiet, to not wake them. It's pretty fucking late and even though he's had a few drinks (but he can still walk on his own!), he knows to be quiet and tries not to be too loud when he comes in the door. He bolts the lock behind him, toes off his shoes, and goes into the kitchen and downs back two full glasses of water.
To avoid waking his husbands, John just pulls off his hoodie and t-shirt, shoves off his jeans, and flops himself down onto the couch for the night. They don't need to deal with him like this.
He's alert enough to know he doesn't want them to have to deal with him like this.
[OPEN to tm_northstar and/or doug_ramsey]