An owed beer for colonelinblack
He'd never actually expected to talk to John the way he had over the internet, but it seemed easier than talking about it face to face. And then on top of that there was the fact that if he tried to talk to Jack about some of this he was frightened that he'd either laugh or worse, tell him he was being an idiot for worrying. Which he knew was right.
Standing outside the bar he'd arranged to meet John at, the thought about calling Vala there and then but his nerves got the better of him and he snapped his phone shut. Pushing open the doors to the bar he headed inside, ordering two beers in hope that John wouldn't be too far behind him. If he was he'd have to drink them both.
Standing outside the bar he'd arranged to meet John at, the thought about calling Vala there and then but his nerves got the better of him and he snapped his phone shut. Pushing open the doors to the bar he headed inside, ordering two beers in hope that John wouldn't be too far behind him. If he was he'd have to drink them both.