Owen Harper (livingdeadboy) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2022-03-22 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~2022 march, ~~ margo hanson (margothecreator), ~~owen harper (livingdeadboy) |
Who: Owen Harper and Margo Hanson
What: Snarking about... well, probably a lot
When: Tuesday evening
Where: White Wyrm
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
Owen's life nowadays was incredibly uneventful -- at least comparatively speaking -- and really, he wouldn't change a bit of it. He still had all the things that mattered. And really, excitement had gotten him killed twice back home; mellow and boring was surprisingly okay by him. Especially since he was more than capable of still finding trouble when he felt like it.
Of course, it helped that he actually had a job he enjoyed to keep himself busy with -- no, teaching wasn't something he'd ever considered back home, but here? Well, here it made sense. Plus in Madison Valley, a lot of people had had to lean a little outside their comfort zone and knowledge base to find employment. He'd been lucky.
One of the consistent sources of entertainment in his life was seeing what went down around him when he was in a bar. He'd seen more than a few really good bar fights in his time and alright, while he was pretty sure they were never welcome from the owner's perspective? As a spectator, they were fantastic.
... and the fact that he thought that way probably said a few things about him.
He'd been at the Wyrm the better part of the evening, nothing particular on his mind except the fact that he was bored. And really, better to be entertaining himself like this than any other way. He took a sip of his beer and glanced around idly. Nothing good at the moment.