Klaus Hargreeves (callsthedead) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-10-03 20:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 october, ~40 points, ~~klaus hargreeves (callsthedead), ~~lisa snart (sistercold) |
WHO: Klaus and OPEN (Multiples welcome)
WHAT: Working at Verdant
WHEN: Friday night
WHERE: Verdant
WARNINGS: Drug Use/TBD
STATUS: Open/Ogoing
Klaus had never thought that he would actually like working. It had kind of been one of those things he'd looked at with disdain, knowing pretty well that he didn't have a chance in hell of finding a boss who would let him be either totally shitfaced or goddamned crazy every time he showed up to work. Because really, that was Klaus's choice of consciousness. Sara had given him a chance that he thought he'd never get, and he'd dedicated himself to the work, surprising himself as much as anyone else. Sure, he was far from being the ideal employee, but at least he got his work done and he liked to think he did a good job of it.
It was Friday night, which meant it was a little busier than normal. The pills he had taken an hour or so earlier were making it so that he didn't really care much about that - honestly, he didn't care much about anything right now. Another reason he loved the pills, other than just the fact that they shut up the voices. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that he needed to stop...but he didn't want to think about that just now.
Watching the patrons at the bar, he grabbed an empty glass and flipped it over, somehow catching it before he put it safely in the rack with the other dirty dishes.
"Another one? The night's still young."