Seph McCauley - The Dragon Heir - It's a bar, you get to choose which one
The one thing about people like him, people who grew up all over the place?
They long for a home, but they get itchy feet.
He had a home now, unlike anything he'd ever dreamed he'd ever have but that didn't mean he lost his wandering spirit. That didn't mean he didn't look at his bank cards and think of Paris or Toronto every once in a while. Not because he wanted to leave so much as... because he wanted to be in those places. If they could be a quick drive for him, he'd be overjoyed, but they weren't. And couldn't be.
So he was thankful for this place, as he'd always been thankful for this place. As he'd been thankful since he'd first stumbled in, half mad and even less alive in the midst of his tortures at the Havens.
For one thing, he might meet someone from anywhere. For another, the wine selection was much better, and unfortunately Genevieve had made him something of a snob.
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They long for a home, but they get itchy feet.
He had a home now, unlike anything he'd ever dreamed he'd ever have but that didn't mean he lost his wandering spirit. That didn't mean he didn't look at his bank cards and think of Paris or Toronto every once in a while. Not because he wanted to leave so much as... because he wanted to be in those places. If they could be a quick drive for him, he'd be overjoyed, but they weren't. And couldn't be.
So he was thankful for this place, as he'd always been thankful for this place. As he'd been thankful since he'd first stumbled in, half mad and even less alive in the midst of his tortures at the Havens.
For one thing, he might meet someone from anywhere. For another, the wine selection was much better, and unfortunately Genevieve had made him something of a snob.
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