Alexander Hollick (![]() ![]() @ 2019-11-17 21:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | alexander hollick, desmond holm |
Who: Alex & Desmond
What: The prickly bois, together again
When: Saturday night
Where: The bar where Alex works
Warnings: Likely discussion of, and actual, blood drinking. Everything else, TBD.
All things considered, the situation could be a lot worse.
That was the mantra Alex repeated to himself every time he got out of bed. It was likely the only one who'd noticed he'd fallen off the earth was his sister, he'd stopped talking to his parents a long time ago. So there wasn't much that he missed about the outside world. He had a decent job, a roof over his head, and space to roam around freely during his monthly shifts. He'd heard Kingdom Come was supposed to be this soul sucking place, but for him, the 'real world' had been the place he'd felt the most alone.
As he was every Saturday night, he was stationed behind the bar, pouring drinks and handing out bottles to patrons. No one cared how he looked, what he did or didn't say, or anything like that, as long as the drinks kept coming. And Alex's were the best.
He'd just reached up for a hurricane glass, when he saw someone belly up to the bar out of the corner of his eye. "Be right with you," he told them, scooping ice and starting to mix the ingredients.