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madison_avenue (madison_avenue) wrote in silverage,

He had? Damn. He'd never had a great memory, but the past few weeks saw it deteriorating with every passing day. He hoped he was just still a little drunk. Despite this minor panic over his less-than-stellar short term recall, he kept his smile.

At least, until she mentioned her wedding. He adjusted as she mentioned she was engaged, exhaling smoke through his nose. He said nothing at first. Marriages - at least, no marriages that he had ever known - never seemed to work. His father's, Roger's, his own. All of them leading to somebody's heartbreak. Well, that wasn't entirely true. If he hadn't ever married Betty, he never would've had his children, which were more precious to him now than ever now that he never saw them as much as he wished. But aside from Sally and Bobby, his marriage had brought him nothing but anguish in the end. And this girl seemed more than hesitant to get hitched - downright frightened, even.

Well, no matter. It was none of his business.

"Well, aside from not being able to find a job, how's the city treating you?" he said, picking up his mug, though not drinking from it. His craving wasn't for coffee anymore. Really what he wanted was another glass of rye - boy, that couldn't be good. "Seen all the sights yet?"