ext_95152 ([identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2004-12-06 10:03 pm
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David walks into the bar. You think he'd have seen it. He goes to the buffet table, fills up a plate, and sits down at a table with a notebook and a pen and is lost deep in concentration, writing.

If anyone should approach him, they'd probably need to poke him to get his attention.
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[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Something along those lines, yeah."

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"I betray it this time, I never expect you to speak to me again."

Not an ultimatum. A promise.

[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Normally I'm all about forgiveness. But this time. Yeah."

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't smile. This is all-or-nothing.

"Thank you."

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"So... all is said and done. Let's try civility. How have you been?"

[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. Happy. And you?" Bartleby can do civility. He can.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Very few complaints, really. Wouldn't say I was happy, but at least I'm not sitting in the sun, trying to kill myself, you know?"

David can do happy. He CAN.

[identity profile] watch-wait.livejournal.com 2004-12-07 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Good."
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