Gally (hadthatcoming) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2022-06-28 08:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, gally (hadthatcoming), marcel gerard (klauss_son_ish), ~2022 june |
Who: Gally and Open
What: Kind of adulting
When: Tuesday morning
Where: Starbucks
Warnings: TBA
Status: Open/On-going
There were times where his life made absolute sense -- or as much as anything ever could in Madison Valley -- and then there were times where he couldn't do much more than look around in confusion. Now? Was definitely one of those times. He'd gotten out of the house, headed off to work, and somewhere around when he'd had to stop and put gas in the car? He'd been hit with a sudden reminder that this was his normal now.
Weirdly, it'd made him miss the Glade. Not that he wanted to be back there, not by a long shot. But things had been much more simple then, more clear-cut, and he did kind of miss that aspect sometimes. Being an actual human being, out in the actual world... it was never not going to be overwhelming.
A stop at Starbucks had him thinking, too. This time about the fact that he actually had routines. No, he wasn't in Starbucks all that often -- or at least, not for the coffee -- but he'd stop there a couple times a week, before work to get himself going or after to pick something up for Kendal and K-Mart. (He'd long since stopped giving Wade anything like caffeine or espresso. It didn't end well.)
So yeah, this kind of life was weird, but it was a kind of weird that he'd mostly learned to deal with. For a guy who loathed change, that was impressive.
Giving the barista a slight smile and a nod, he took his drink and turned to leave -- only to smack right into someone.
"Shit."
Already praying he hadn't knocked their drink all over them or spilled his on them. That would be a terrible start to the day.