Theo (theo_) wrote in nomadsrpg, @ 2013-05-03 19:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | open, scarlet, theo, week two |
Who: Theo and Open
Where: The bar
When: Wednesday Dec 30th, 2015, afternoon
What: Pretty much just drinking
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress
Theo was living off the memories of the good times, nothing to do with his more distant past. If his family surfaced in his mind it was for the briefest of moments and were accompanied with a flash of anger. No his mind when back to Yale, to willing young women and work, though not always easy, he had loved and felt fulfilled doing. Now he was somewhere where being able to speak half a dozen languages and spout philosophy didn’t mean anything, and his lack of physical strength or manual skills had done him down once again.
What was worse he was back to smoking roll ups, due to there not being any ‘real’ cigarettes left and the booze was no more a single malt than it was a decent chardonnay, that it was in fact near enough meths in second hand bottles....the end of the world had shot everything to shit, and now perched on a bar stool, smoking a roll up and ignoring the world.