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Who: Scott and OPEN
When: July 25. Evening.
Where: In a bar in the city.
Summary: Scott needs a drink. Your character might too. Time for a team up/crossover drinking style.
Warnings: Language, depending on who shows up.
Format:I'm okay with whatever.
Scott swirled the ice around in his drink as he stared down at the bottom of the glass. Just the other day he had ended his marriage and no matter how he looked at it, it had been painful to do. It was the right thing to do for both their sakes, but it had still been hard. Still been painful.
He would have cursed this entire situation, Emma not being form when they're together, Jean being here, Cable being angry for him... except for the fact that Rachel was here and so was Jean. They had never really gotten to spend much time together and he wanted them to be able to.
Right now though, he would take solace in the alcohol. Never mind the fact that he had been nursing this one drink the entire night. Well, maybe this was the second or third drink he was nursing. Even when drowning his sorrows, Scott couldn't get very out of control.
When: July 25. Evening.
Where: In a bar in the city.
Summary: Scott needs a drink. Your character might too. Time for a team up/crossover drinking style.
Warnings: Language, depending on who shows up.
Format:I'm okay with whatever.
Scott swirled the ice around in his drink as he stared down at the bottom of the glass. Just the other day he had ended his marriage and no matter how he looked at it, it had been painful to do. It was the right thing to do for both their sakes, but it had still been hard. Still been painful.
He would have cursed this entire situation, Emma not being form when they're together, Jean being here, Cable being angry for him... except for the fact that Rachel was here and so was Jean. They had never really gotten to spend much time together and he wanted them to be able to.
Right now though, he would take solace in the alcohol. Never mind the fact that he had been nursing this one drink the entire night. Well, maybe this was the second or third drink he was nursing. Even when drowning his sorrows, Scott couldn't get very out of control.