regan frost. (contemnere) wrote in ofourowndevice, @ 2013-09-18 19:24:00 |
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Who: Regan and OPEN.
Where: Outside the hedge maze.
When: Early evening.
Regan Frost wasn’t in the business of letting silly things like dreams have any kind of effect on him but there were exceptions to every rule. For several hours after he’d awoken from one of the most uncharacteristic dreams of his entire life he had stayed in his room, smoking more than his usual amount of cigarettes, trying not to get too caught up in the whole thing. That hadn’t worked. Sitting in one place doing only one thing wasn’t very conducive when it came to distracting oneself from unwelcome thoughts and feelings, and so he’d ventured out from his room. He’d showered before doing so, and by the time he’d stepped out of the hotel and onto the grounds his hair was still damp. The warmth of the breeze coming off the desert beyond the hotel’s boundaries kept him from feeling any kind of chill, not that he would have cared. Regan wasn’t in the habit of letting little things like weather conditions keep him from what he wanted to do.
It hadn’t taken him long to realise that walking around and smoking wasn’t much better than sitting still and smoking. So he’d gone back inside. Ventured into one of the bars. Demanded a drink. No, not a glass, the whole fucking bottle, you idiot. Only then had he gone back outside, prize in hand, having already forgotten what he’d asked for. It wasn’t only he was close to the maze and opening the damn thing that he looked to see what the bartender had handed him. Whiskey. Not a bad year either.
Regan scoffed, taking no care to do so quietly or discreetly. Good years, bad years. Everyone made such a big deal out of years, especially when it came to alcohol. With a dismissive shake of his head he lifted the bottle and took a long pull from the neck. It burned on the way down, flooding his chest and stomach with a welcome warmth, so strong that it almost made his breath catch. He lifted the bottle, considering the label again. Damn. Not bad at all.