Well. No question about it. That fight had definitely gone poorly ( Read more... )

Alec had spent the last few days pretty consistently upset, and today wasn't much better. Even training in the gym late last night for twice his usual time hadn't helped at all, which was probably because those sessions were good for working off anger and frustration, and Alec wasn't really angry or frustrated, just... sadHe showered and got ( Read more... )

Alec had not had visitors over the weekend (a fact which certain Canadians were sure to appreciate). And in his usual cantankerous way, he had been annoyed to find the park occupied yesterday when he had diverged from his usual morning workout routine to run around outside, but found the path impeded by hordes of chattering parents ( Read more... )

"Yeah," Alec said into the phone, his voice even more subdued than his normal quiet tone. "I know, I didn't mean for a week to go by without... yeah. Things were wei-- I know. Sorry, Iz. Love you too."

He hung up the phone and stared at it for a moment before putting it back down on his desk. Then he didn't have anything to stare blankly at anymore ( Read more... )

Earlier this evening, Alec had made the mistake of taking a call from Isabelle on what was apparently a really slow night for the demon world of New York.

Forty-five minutes later... here he sat. Still talking to her.

Or, well. Listening, and occasionally managing to get a word in.

Which was comforting, in a way -- Alec missed his sister, and her ( Read more... )