Spike (letsgetbloody) wrote in storybrooketown, @ 2015-08-11 13:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | tvd verse: damon salvatore (likeamonster |
characters: Spike and Damon
setting: Bar
summary: Drinks
rating/warnings: Might be high for swearing and general party shenanigans.
status: Ongoing and Closed
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Spike certainly was used to having magic mess with his life, so this wasn't anything new for him. He knew he could handle himself in any situation, so surviving wasn't a concern of his. He just wanted to get back so he could help his friends, but it didn't seem that was in the cards. So, for now he knew he needed something to take his mind off things. A drink was almost always the answer to that, so he was headed to the bar. The guy he had talked to seemed like a nice enough guy, and Spike knew that having friends in a place like this was vital, so getting to know him might not be such a bad idea. Hopefully he wouldn't be the type to cause too much trouble though, because the last thing he wanted was to draw too much attention to himself in this place. He didn't want to make enemies, especially before he had a chance to establish himself in this new place. He could fight under any circumstances, but if there was one thing he was learning as he got older it was that sometimes using your brains before your brawn could save you some hassle. He headed into the bar and gave the place a look over before making his way straight up to the bar. He took a seat at one of the stools instead of a table. He ordered himself a glass of scotch to start and then he turned to face the door. This way he would be able to see as people walked in. He didn't like having his back turned to the entrance anywhere he was, and this just helped when waiting for someone. His drink was brought over to him, so he thanked the bartender and arranged to start a tab for the night. It would just be easier than paying for drinks one at a time. With that taken care of he turned back to the door and waited for his potential friend to arrive. |