Simon Bellamy (invisible_c) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-08-09 00:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, alisha daniels, simon bellamy |
Who: Simon Bellamy & Alisha Daniels
When: After this
Where: Nightlcub, to somewhere else
What: Simon goes to find Alisha
Rating: TBD
Being miserable wasn't really a feeling Simon expected – he knew he cared about Alisha, even before they had tentatively attempted the 'more than friends' sort of date thing. And this thing, whatever it was, it was nice and, it'd been fun too. It was easier to spend time with Alisha than he'd expected. He'd always liked her, it was just now, when he thought too much about what she;d told him, or started getting caught up in the future that he'd now seen a bit of too, thinking there was more expectation than he could handle. Enough that he stated losing sight of the present, something he'd only really managed to realise after he'd properly pissed her off and they hadn't spoken at all for the last two days. He was worried about her – that and he felt guilty. He'd seen some of the network conversations she'd had with her friends, at least one person, who probably wasn't actually even a friend. Still it was a conversation she'd had about missing her friends, she was drinking too. Which aside from the fact she'd been in tears, in front of him, had said a lot. He felt responsible in a way, not so much for causing it ..that wasn't really anyone's fault. More he felt responsible because he could help. Right now he wasn't sure he was doing that as whatever a more-than-friends was, or even as a friend. Avoiding it wouldn't help, it'd only make things worse, Simon knew that and when he finally did text her, hoping to attempt some sort of conversation, his phone didn't sound a reply until he was already lying in bed, going over everything again. He'd already knocked on her door twice earlier and she hadn't been in. When he managed to get a sort of address out of her, that made more sense when he googled it, Simon decided to pull on some clothes and head out to find her, before he could second guess his instinct. She was drunk, obviously. Alisha, he knew didn't need looking after, they were all strong in their own ways now. But what if something happened to her? What if someone touched her, even by accident, all it needed was for someone to brush her hand and she wasn't exactly going to be careful. Bad things happened to girls alone in clubs, even without a power that caused sexual frenzy instantly. He wasn't sure she'd tell him exactly the place, but he found the club closest to the address she'd given. Libation? He hoped that was the one. It wasn't any concern getting in, using his power he slipped past the bouncers and into the club.. Even on a weeknight the place seemed pretty popular, but wasn't that what people said about New York? He peered around, navigating his way through people toward the bar, attempting to spot Alisha amongst them with a faint expression of irritation to the people around him. |