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Tristan T. Travers (alliterative) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Just one more reason to come back? Was he really spying on him, then? Tristan wasn't sure, and he bit his lower lip when Bryce walked away. Had he done something wrong, he wondered. Had his therapist said something to Bryce that had him concerned? He'd thought he was doing better than he had in the last two months, but maybe there was something he didn't pick up on that his therapist had. And maybe she mentioned it to Bryce. Or maybe someone had complained about him directly to the Ministry of Magic. He wasn't sure, but it definitely set him on edge, at least at the moment.

Soon, however, he was distracted by patrons coming and going, checking various items of clothing and returning them. And in his down time, he sat in the chair in the cloakroom and read a book. Outside of the club proper, without having to constantly be on the lookout for an empty drink glass or an approaching customer, he found he could actually tune out the music well enough that it was just an odd background noise like the bustle of the city, though he found himself always on guard for any out of place noise such as that of someone approaching the cloakroom.

He couldn't fully tune out some of this thoughts, though he tried with the reading. He tried getting lost in a mystery instead of lost in his thoughts about how the only community he had was the community of the damned -- some of whom didn't regret their actions while others he had no contact with -- about how someone probably reported him for something he didn't do, about that overwhelming sense of loneliness and depression that sometime overtook him, and, most importantly, about what Bryce had meant by having one more reason to come back.

You're thinking too much, he told himself with a sigh and made a conscious effort to ignore all his thoughts unrelated to solving the mystery of who murdered Great Uncle Reginald Fairfax III alongside Mae Merryweather, professional broom racer by day, genius crime solver by night.