Characters: Charlie, Jae, Adam and OPEN
Setting: Cafeteria, first thing in the morning.
This wasn't what he expected when the 'guilty' plea had come through. Sure, his bail had been posted by his parents pretty early, and he hadn't spent a whole lot of time in jail before his trial. Maybe he had just seen far too many movies and TV shows, but being led into an elevator and given a key and a bag - really not what he had expected. Especially not when he was then left alone, and when the elevator doors opened again, there was... A bar.
Seriously?
He stepped out, looking around cautiously. "Hello?" he called out. Okay, so maybe he should have listened more carefully when they had been talking at him about some kind of facility and asking him to sign some forms, but he'd still been in shock. Fourteen years. His life was more over than it had been already. It wasn't
fair. He hadn't been doing anything bad. He'd been trying to help, and they fucking sent him down for it.
"Fuck it," he growled, dropping his bag down on the chair and headed for the bar, pouring himself a large whiskey and downing half of it. He didn't care what time it was - he had no idea where he was, and it wasn't like he had anything else to fucking do. He was gonna get wasted.