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Timothy Drake (doyouevenlift) wrote in gooseberry,

Chris and Cecil, before his adventure in the woods
Chris isn't sure how late it is, but he does know that he's had plenty of time to poison himself with alcohol and he has failed. Mostly because he's totally forgotten his objective here.

He'ss just lying around inside the building, relaxing for the moment, just enjoying this nice blanket of calm. He doesn't notice Cecil approaching until Cecil is nearly right in front of him. Chris hastily sits up, and proceeds to hastily - and clumsily, cartoonishly - search for that bottle of water he'd been given at some point. Apparently he'd also lost it at some point, because it is literally nowhere to be found. He decides to abandon the search when he nearly topples over, which also looks a little cartoonish, given that he's still sitting down. Gravity should be on his side, that devious little bastard.

"Heeeey Sicily, fancy meeting you here," he greets, as if he hadn't just devoted a solid minute to searching for something that is definitely not here.