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milliways_bar2007-06-25 04:20 pm
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Michael hadn't slept this last night. After a cold vigil outside, he'd made his way back indoors and up to his room.
It took only half an hour for him to pack up the few things he'd want to keep, and dispose of the rest.
He left notes for Suzi Darley, Whistler, and the other friendly acquaintances he had in the bar. Simple explanations that he was leaving, and didn't know when, or if, he would be back. Wishing them all the best for the future, sincerely so.
He sat at the bar, taking a glass of Atlantean, and waited. He wouldn't leave a note for Rachel...some things could only be said in person. And they would be said before he went. They both deserved at least that much.
If she didn't already know that he loved her, all the eloquent writing in the 'verse wouldn't help.
But he had had to face too many hard truths about himself lately, and none of them added up to anything that let him think of this place as a home. His future wasn't here...and the door was calling.
It took only half an hour for him to pack up the few things he'd want to keep, and dispose of the rest.
He left notes for Suzi Darley, Whistler, and the other friendly acquaintances he had in the bar. Simple explanations that he was leaving, and didn't know when, or if, he would be back. Wishing them all the best for the future, sincerely so.
He sat at the bar, taking a glass of Atlantean, and waited. He wouldn't leave a note for Rachel...some things could only be said in person. And they would be said before he went. They both deserved at least that much.
If she didn't already know that he loved her, all the eloquent writing in the 'verse wouldn't help.
But he had had to face too many hard truths about himself lately, and none of them added up to anything that let him think of this place as a home. His future wasn't here...and the door was calling.