Who: John Constantine and Aidan Waite Where: Their room When: Backdated to the 12th Feb What: John arrives and gets a candy surprise when he meets his new roomie Status: Closed/On-going Warnings: TBD
Well this was bloody perfect. The Rising Darkness was threatening to engulf the world, Zed was off having a one-nighter with someone who wasn't him and John? Well, he was stuck in some warped alternate reality where room service involved gifts of tablets and an entirely open bar. The former was interesting, but it was the later that he was far more interested in. Maybe if he drank enough he would wake up back in the Mill House where he started and this whole bloody nightmare could become a vivid, but distant, memory.
As charming as the bar was he could tell immediately he wouldn't be able to down it all in a night. Not without serious organ failure, anyway. As tempting as that might be in other circumstances he stuck to cheery moderation, though it did amuse him to see the guy he'd spoken to on the network, Enzo, nip in to grab a bottle of bourbon just in case. After a few pints, a number of chasers and some bar snacks (he'd never seen sweet treats used before, but John wasn't averse to ruling out anything for the first time) he made his way, unsteadily, back through the hotel to the room he'd woken up in, a bottle of Scotch in hand just in case he lost his buzz.
John didn't knock - he didn't realise he had any reason to - and burst in to see another bloke going about his business. "Ahh," he said with a slightly over-done gesticulation with the bottle, "two beds. You'd be the one filling the other, then?" John asked with a mild slur, "didn't think there was anyone else here or I'd have...bollocks, who am I kidding, I wouldn't have knocked," he said with a mischievous chuckle. "John Constantine, at your service," he said taking a slight bow, "and who might you be?"