Chris Argent (argentum) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2022-04-23 20:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, chris argent (argentum), ~2022 april |
Who: Chris Argent and Clint Barton
What: Just having a drink
When: Saturday evening
Where: White Wyrm
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
If Chris was at a bar, nine times out of ten it was the Wyrm, partly because he was a creature of habit when it came to some things and partly because he stood good odds of being able to harass Peter. It was pretty much how their friendship functioned, one of them harassing the other. Kind of amusing, really, considering that they didn't exactly get along back home.
At the moment, though, he'd finished off his beer and was waiting for the bartender to come back with another. It was pretty much an average crowd for this part of the night, which meant that he had more than enough people to watch if he so chose. And to be perfectly honest? He generally did. At least until someone -- almost always Peter, occasionally Andy -- threatened to put him to work.
Hilarity was the occasional time he rolled with it.
Not this time, however. This time, he was just waiting on his drink and people-watching in the meantime. People should be used to it by now.