His Royal Highness The Duke of Kent (georgie_kent) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2013-01-18 14:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | david baxter : weregoingtohell, george duke of kent : georgie-kent |
Who: George and Baxter
Where: The bar
When: After
What: Cocktails
Warnings: None, I think.
George arrived first, and set about mixing the cocktails. Manhattans to start with, and they would go from there. He hummed to himself as he mixed them, smiling to himself at the thought of Mrs Thackery. What a good night that ball had been. He had intended it to be one of his last big hurrahs before the war started, but then he had ended up in this place. The break was welcome, but he would have to return eventually. And it wasn't as much fun here of late - the situation with Agnes and Hallam was terribly difficult, and he hadn't the faintest idea how to help them.
But there was no point in dwelling on that now. He poured out the drinks, garnishing them with a cherry and moving to take a seat at the bar. He was about to have drinks with a new acquaintance, and that sounded to him like a very enjoyable evening.