|Famine | Fia Black (black_horse) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2017-05-20 21:50:00
|Entry tags:||famine, saint patrick|
Who: Famine and Patrick
What: We're gonna talk. Like adults.
When: Backdated to...sometime in April? I don't remember.
Where: Patrick's house
Warnings: Famine swears a lot on a good day. Everything else, TBD.
There were a lot of things Famine didn't hold with. Bad food, weak booze, and being ignored were chief among them. And right now, it felt like Patrick was either ignoring her or avoiding her. Neither of which were great options. But at least he seemed to be acting more or less like a human again, which was a step in the right direction.
She'd told him she was going to be stopping by, and she'd brought food, as she was sometimes prone to doing. She pulled up outside Patrick's house, hopped out of the car, and ascended the steps. She rapped on the door and waited. She could wait for quite a while if she needed to.