Dylan Hayes (pushme) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-07-20 21:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | dave henderson, dylan hayes |
Who: Dylan Hayes and Dave Henderson
What: Dylan tries to be consoling
When: Monday night
Where: Dave's hotel room
Warnings: Drug use
It felt weird to be going to see Dave outside of the Highway and its territory. Sure, that night at the part, well - but that was different. It wasn't a nice place, but it sure as hell wasn't the Highway, either. Dylan really had to squint to see anyone he thought might be on any kind of drugs, and the person he found was the attendant at the front desk, who looked like he'd gotten into his grandmother's Oxycontin, a prescription drug that Dylan frankly didn't think really counted. After some finagling and explaining that, yes, he was a guest for room such-and-such, he headed upstairs (he didn't like elevators). He came to Dave's door and knocked twice, and then adjusted the straps of his backpack.