DRABBLE: Nothing That's Left
Title: Nothing That's Left
Author: knowyourlips
Prompt: 087 Life
Wordcount: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: references to Ryan/Colin and Drew/Wayne; Ryan/Drew friendship
Summary: They return to bars they visited almost a decade ago
AN: Title stolen from lyrics in Cold's 'Wasted Years'
They return to bars they visited almost a decade ago and make half-hearted attempts at conversation.
Ryan smokes, silently, and watches him with an almost sneer Drew's never sure is intentional.
"How's Colin?" he asks, when he's feeling - irrationally - vindictive, and Ryan wordlessly taps ash into Drew's almost empty bottle.
"How would I know?" he replies, flatly, and Drew doesn't reply, staring almost forlornly at his beer.
"How's Wayne?" he adds, his forehead creasing in mock interest - and when Drew glances away, Ryan pushes back from the table. "Yeah. This was fun. Let's do it again sometime."
Author: knowyourlips
Prompt: 087 Life
Wordcount: 100
Rating: PG
Pairing: references to Ryan/Colin and Drew/Wayne; Ryan/Drew friendship
Summary: They return to bars they visited almost a decade ago
AN: Title stolen from lyrics in Cold's 'Wasted Years'
They return to bars they visited almost a decade ago and make half-hearted attempts at conversation.
Ryan smokes, silently, and watches him with an almost sneer Drew's never sure is intentional.
"How's Colin?" he asks, when he's feeling - irrationally - vindictive, and Ryan wordlessly taps ash into Drew's almost empty bottle.
"How would I know?" he replies, flatly, and Drew doesn't reply, staring almost forlornly at his beer.
"How's Wayne?" he adds, his forehead creasing in mock interest - and when Drew glances away, Ryan pushes back from the table. "Yeah. This was fun. Let's do it again sometime."