Re: [Lakeside Manor: Hugh & Atticus]
"Is a ghost light a traditional way to ward ghosts away? What superstitions should I be wary of? Going to have to clue me in. Don't know much about theater. Been to a lot, but was never an actor. Big surprise, huh?" Grinned a lazy grin, because it wasn't a surprise. Wasn't an actor. Was definitely someone who sat and watch, so long as all that was required of him was a tweed suit-jacket. Associated theater with a good meal, good beer. Low-effort activity.
Watched as Hugh looked in the direction of the house. Was expecting him to ask about the roommate, but didn't. Chuckled to himself, and reclaimed the milk glass and downed what remained in the glass. Set it back on the counter. Wanted a smoke, but wouldn't light up here. "Losing yourself in the city is easy. Here, there are expectations. Consequences. Country memories are long. My foster parents lived in a tiny village. Rural. Everyone knew everyone. Couldn't do anything there without everyone knowing. This place is a bit like that. In the city, you're anonymous. You're one among many. Invisible."
Nodded in Hugh's direction. Sage words about emotionally unavailability. "Good point, but absolutely think there's a difference between acquaintances and friends. For starters, think friendships, good ones, are inherently unselfish. Acquaintances are inherently more selfish relationships. About self, I think. Again, not an expert. Figuring it out as I go." Was new at all this. Might sound stupid, given that he was 28, but was a late bloomer. Blame the haunts.