So he was downing his drinks? One of those days? John had days like that. He knew what it was like to sink so far into a bottle, drinking it like water. He had barely spent a day sober since Newcastle. The only times he could remember were that time he had swapped bodies with Remus. He had to try and stay sober for the kids sake.
Standing up, John reached behind the bar to grab the bottle of gin, and a bottle of tonic water. He topped off Sam's glass with just gin, and sat down to continue drinking his own. Like Sam, John had quite a few things on his mind. Things had been said that reminded him of times past where things had gone horribly wrong. And he couldn't just up and admit himself to Ravenscar whenever he needed to. That was behind him now. There was no safety in a mental institute's mundane day to day.
"So what's got you so glum?" John asked with a smirk. "Or do you always wander around like a man possessed?" he added.