Grey (![]() ![]() @ 2012-08-26 19:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | {grey white, {mandy slade |
Characters: Grey, Mandy
When: Sunday Evening
Location: Mandy's room
Warnings/Rating: Probable language, maybe talk of a sexual nature
Summary: Just a quick catch-up, only with more alcohol and angst
Status: Closed/ongoing
Grey had tried sobriety for approximately a day before she'd decided she really wasn't ready for that just yet. No one had suggested it might be for the best to stop drinking so she was choosing to believe it wasn't. If anything things were getting worse, not only did she still miss Lex more than she could imagine but then there was the whole thing with Malcolm, which was proving to be a bit of a distraction, just not an especially good one.
She'd picked up a bottle of vodka from the parlour car, figuring her needs outweighed a number of people's and the place seemed to have been restocked a little during the last stop despite the zombies. She made her way to her old room and knocked on the door, wondering if Mandy was likely on comment on how like shit she looked. It wasn't something she didn't know, of course. She was faced with the bags under her eyes every time she looked in the mirror. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a decent night's sleep, perhaps it was time to talk to one of the doctors, but that wasn't really her style, sniff upper lip and all that. Or perhaps she should just talk to one of magic users, they'd probably do more good, wipe Lex from her memory, job done.