Mike Warren (liesareyourlife) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-07-01 18:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 july, ~~mazikeen smith (ofthelilim), ~~mike warren (liesareyourlife) |
Who: Mike Warren and OTA
Where: Homebrew
When: Evening, July 1
What: Dinner, meeting new people
Warnings: Low
Status: Open/Incomplete
There was no point pretending he was going home any time soon. There were people who’d been here for years, and Mike wasn’t naive enough to think he’d be any luckier. The fact the cruise had ended with him ending up back in Madison Valley and not ending up back in a hospital bed in Southern California, or whatever kind of after life (if such a thing existed), was proof enough to him this was something permanent. He’d long since dismissed the notion that this was the afterlife. No, what he’d seen just before arriving here, unexplainable as it was, was the closest to whatever he might find there.
He was honestly tired of thinking about all that so much, though. Stuck on the cruise he’d pretty quickly run out of other things to distract him. But now they were back in a town still relatively new to him, he was looking for new ways to occupy his time. He understood a job in law enforcement was out of the question for him here, and he wasn’t letting himself dwell too long on just what that meant for him. His whole life was the job. It didn’t bother him to admit that. What he had more trouble admitting was that without it he felt more lost than he had in a long time.
Considering what he might do as an alternative felt too much like admitting defeat at this point, so he was doing everything in his power not to think about it. Right now, that included finding somewhere to eat dinner. His cooking repertoire extended only as far as the few meals he’d learned from his Grandpa as a way of getting his mom back on side when he needed it, and there were only so many times you could enjoy frittatas or pancakes in the one day.
He’d stumbled across a place called Homebrew which reminded him at least on some level to The Drop, and figured it was as good a place as any. He took a seat at the bar, considering the fairly brief menu while he waited to order a beer.