Wednesday, February 11, 1953, Midnight

[laviedeletat]

[As per usual, Roy is making his rounds through the city. As the last place before his shift ends, he goes to check on the Jail, passing by, just quickly scanning the area - when something catches his eye. A book, almost hidden in the shadows of an empty cell. When he retrieves it, he dusts it off, reading the title, "A Collection of Notes

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Why Maes is around this late, who knows.

[graficmemory]

Yo, Roy!

[laviedeletat]

[He chuckles. Good ol' Maes.] Don't get too ahead of yourself, there.

[graficmemory]

You're right. I'm not even drunk yet. Hell, we might not get the date of a lifetime together! -=SNIFF=-

However....

SOME OTHER POOR SAP WILL GET MY NAME, AND HE WILL OWE ME EVERYTHING!

[laviedeletat]

If we don't get paired up, we'll find another time to do it, for old time's sake.

You never know. By some chance, you might run into someone who's better than you, and you might end up losing more than you'd thought.

[graficmemory]

-=This is extremely funny to Maes! But when he stops, he's dead serious.=-

It'll never happen.

[laviedeletat]

If you say so. [Shrugs.]

[graficmemory]

I do! -=claps a hand on Roy's back=- And I can prove it! When... the bars are open, that is.

[laviedeletat]

You do that, and tell me how it goes.

[And then it finally hits him that they've been very much off topic. He doesn't say anything about it, though, just grins.]

[graficmemory]

-=Maes has a way of doing that.=-

It's a date, then regardless of what happens! -=A slap on the back=- Good luck in finding Fullmetal, I have to get home~

[laviedeletat]

Yeah. I'll find him somehow.

[He turns and walks, waving with one hand.] Don't run into any trouble on your way.