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Ryan's in the bar.



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That's about it.

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

Well, so is Chase.

He's only just awake enough to recognize Ryan. "Hi," he says exhaustedly.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

Toga?

"Hey, Chase. What's up?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

The toga is limp and starting to slip, and the laurel wreath is wilting. Not that Chase cares.

"Nothing," he murmurs. "That's the problem."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

"Is something wrong? I'm guessing you haven't heard from Kim yet."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

"No sign of her anywhere." He rests his head on his arms, not wanting to talk about it.

"You look happy, though." Or at least, 'not miserable,' which is something. Chase could do with talking to someone who isn't miserable.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

Ryan shrugs.

"Things are going pretty well for me, I suppose."

As good as anything gets when you're dead, anyway.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

"'S good." Chase blinks a few times, trying to stay awake. "At least they're going well for someone."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

"Chase, you look tired. Why don't you try and sleep?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

Chase snorts humorlessly. "You think I haven't been trying?"

He rubs his eyes miserably. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

He shrugs. "It's alright. Maybe the Bar can give you some sleeping pills."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/]

"The Bar won't give me anything right now. I pissed her off and now she won't even give me clothes."

He can barely keep his eyes open. "Maybe I will try to get some sleep," he says, forcing himself awake again. His mun can identify.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

"Alright," he says with a nod.

"Good night, Chase."