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[youalleverybody]

At some point following all his various conversations, Liam takes himself off into a quiet corner, and finally lets himself think about what he's been carrying in his pocket for three days

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[darkly_romantic]

Louis is in the bar. He wanted coffee and a new book, but he has the bar instead.

He is quite all right with this.

Coffee cup in hand, he wanders a bit, then settles near the vaguely smiling young man with the glasses. "Good evening."

[youalleverybody]

Liam glances up at the voice, and the smile turns friendly and welcoming. Company. Company is good.

"Evening."

[darkly_romantic]

His skin smells strangely sweet, like he's rubbed himself with oils. Louis studies him, sipping his coffee.

"Are you quite well?" he asks at last.

[youalleverybody]

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Absolutely fine. You?"

[ezekiel_36_27]

Zeke is wandering by with a beer and he notices the guy from earlier sitting in a corner. He begins to walk over to say hello, perhaps to offer a beer, when he sees the smile...and the 5 year Narcotics veteran freezes cold.

He walks over quietly, carefully, ANGRILY, and ducks his face down to stare Liam right in the eyes.

"What the FUCK do you think you're doing?" He's HISSING and his eyes are flashing.

[youalleverybody]

Liam blinks at him.

"Hmm?"

[ezekiel_36_27]

He wants to smack him. Wants to knock him across the room and beat the living shit out of him. But if he did that, he'd lose the only break he's had since making it out of Hell.

"You've got a WIFE. You've got a little GIRL. You stupid FUCK, you have a job and a life and a chance and you're doing this to yourself. You motherfucking IDIOT..."

And he's so angry. So very angry. He's so angry he feels hot and his body aches with it. He has everything. He has everything. He has everything and he's DOING THIS.

[youalleverybody]

Liam starts to make a vague calm-down gesture, then stops.

"It's just... a little peace, for a while. I'll be fine."