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Seamus O'Kelly ([info]seamusr) wrote in [info]darkestdays,
@ 2009-11-07 16:38:00
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Who Seamus & Fee
What Boredom, time for a drink and some company.
When Friday Night
Where The Lantern
Status In Progress
Rating R [Language, Content, TBD]



Seamus was tired of sitting in his apartment with a proverbial thumb up his ass. Sean was out tinkering with whatever he was getting his hands on, and that was his most common form of entertainment when it came to drinking. The thought of going down the pub was there, though and when Fee decided to offer up her company well how could he refuse? You don't say know to the company of a woman, or one like her.

Assuring the Colts were well concealed in their holsters and out of eye sight even if he did actually have a fully legit license to carry in the state of Illinois. Shrugging on his coat he'd make the trek over to the Lantern which seemed more like ritual than anything else to him. Pushing open the door as he took a glance around before waving to the few faces that he recognized as he made his way over towards the bar now. It was late into the night, though there was still a good enough crowd set in that comprised of all walks of life. He never minded the crowds all too much though, pulling up a stool as he shrugged off the coat and handed it over to the tender to keep in the back.

"Lemme get a pint an Jameson ta start off with." Pulling his cigarette's out from his pocket he tossed them and the black zippo onto the bartop as he hunched over and leaned his elbows to the wood. A glance sideways towards the door, he wasn't sure exactly where Fee was coming from so he didn't expect a showing at any particular time. He'd be here no less.




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