Matt Jamison - OCs are forever - barrrrrr

Mar 03, 2011 19:22

It's not that Matt isn't grateful for nepotism. He loves nepotism! And it's not that he objects to the morning commute; that's why God made coffeemakers, and honestly any morning commute that's from the actual city and not a suburb is a huge improvement. It's not even that he's ended up, straight out of undergrad, getting a job that's close enough to home to report back for weekly dinner.

It's mostly that there might be a poltergeist in his new apartment.

The door opens on a lot of boxes. Matt is sweaty and severely under-dressed in sneakers, jeans, and an All Your Firstborn Children concert t-shirt. When he sees the bar, it is with the expression of a man who has just found the desert's one oasis.

"Bar," he says, staggering around a column of boxes towards the door. In another room, beyond the scope of the door frame, something goes smash.

Matt winces, and mutters under his breath, "I'll deal with you later, pal."

At the Bar, he grabs a glass of water and downs it, then hesitates. An artist opting to paint him in his current pose might call the resulting opus Young Man Pondering Drink Options.

[eta: Open until it scrolls, slowtime is love, the more the merrier etc., etc. If you read this and think "oh no, it's too late, I shouldn't tag in," you're wrrrrrrrong. I have a thesis draft to write, people, I need all the procrastinatey I can get.]

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