|Daniel Ciin (miaiphonos) wrote in paxletalelogs,|
@ 2010-10-25 09:50:00
|Entry tags:||ares, harmonia, jormungandr, sigyn, urdr|
Who: Samuel & anyone who went to Tyler's game.
What: Neighborly bonding time over another Chargers loss.
Where: A restaurant! With FOOD and BEER.
When: Sunday evening.
Notes: Anyone who went to the game is welcome, whether you commented to this post or not.
The game had gone badly, but the company had not. The girls had for the most part kept their hands off Samuel's stereo on the long drive, and at the stadium had left his beer alone as well after only minimal fuss. It had been interesting to see who had accepted Tyler's offer of discount tickets, if only in the interest of escaping their strange building for a leisurely Sunday afternoon out; some faces were yet unfamiliar to Samuel, and he was cautiously curious to meet them all. To this end he had wormed his way through their conveniently grouped seats, inviting each of them to dinner following the game.
He and his carpool companions sat now at the restaurant in question, idly sipping drinks and nibbling a few appetizers. It seemed hit or miss as to whether their neighbors would show, but Samuel was content to kill time precisely as he was: With his feet up in an empty chair and a beer in his hand, he was well prepared to wait them out.