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Grail Yates (hell_or_glory) wrote in valesco,

His stomach had been in knots long before the ink had even dried on the parchment delivered to Sage. He had so many doubts about whether or not he should even send it out, but after much contemplation, he tied it around the owl's leg and had it fly off before he could change his mind. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to change his mind. He wasn't sure of much, these days. Just knowing one of his siblings was in such a close proximity made him on edge, since his sister had put such an effort into putting a distance between them. He was just beginning to get his life on track after so many years, and now everything felt unbalanced.

He had gone through almost an entire pack of smokes since sending out the owl. When there was no reply within the first few hours, he assumed the worst – he wondered whether or not he had tossed it straight in the trash, or if he had torn it into tiny pieces before throwing it into the fireplace. Sage probably had plenty of reasons for not wanting to sit down with him, and he had only just started to come to terms with the fact that he wasn't going to show when he heard someone knocking on his door. He called for them to come in, not looking up from the paperwork he was going over until he heard him speak. Grail blinked, looking up to the bartender.

"What did you just say?"

"Some kid name Sage is here?" The bartender repeated with a shrug. Grail felt like his heart had just jumped into his throat, but he swallowed thickly and nodded. "Tell him I'll be with him in a minute." The other man nodded, shutting the office door behind him, allowing Grail to push his paperwork out of the way in order to rest his elbows against his desk, rubbing at his face with his hands. He took in a deep breath, exhaling it as a heavy sigh before he kicked his chair back and rose to his feet, stepping around his desk. He reached for his doorknob, knowing that as soon as he opened the door, there was no going back. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so nervous, and he hated the way he felt like his skin was about to jump off his bones.

Pulling open his office door, he stepped into the main bar area, scanning the area before his eyes landed on the blonde. He took slow steps towards him, his hands slipping into his pockets as he stopped, leaving some distance between them.

"I wasn't sure if you were gonna show...but I'm glad you did," he admitted, even though he could still feel his heart pounding in his chest. He became aware of how many people were staring at them, but as soon as he acknowledged the onlookers, they all pretended to be busy with something else. He looked over at the bartender who had gotten him from his office. "Keep an eye on the place for a while," he instructed, and once the man nodded, he gave Sage his attention.

"You can follow me," he offered, turning so he could lead them to the staircase that would bring them up to the flat he shared with Scarlett.