It was early morning. Slipping a key that hadn't been used in years into the lock; he prayed that it still worked, that the locks hadn't been changed. That would be the sign that he wasn't wanted anymore. When the bolt slipped back with ease, he felt guilty as he always did for not trusting them. Quietly, he stepped through the door, breathing deeply feeling the knots inside him begin to ease. He was home, and this time he was determined not to have to leave again.
Crossing the floor, he winced as his boots made more noise than he liked. It was a little strange being in this room and hearing nothing but his own breathing. Stepping behind the bar, he opened the beer cooler, pulling out a bottle and popping off the cap, almost groaning with delight. Taking off the cap he'd been wearing, he ran a hand through his matted curls and leaned back against the doors of the cooler, closing his eyes, and enjoying the quiet.
"Jas." Opening his eyes, Jason grinned big seeing Christian standing on the other side of the counter. "You're home." Smiling Jason nodded and finished his beer setting the empty bottle down. "So, what have I missed?"
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