WHO: Jack Harkness and OPEN WHAT: Jack is getting fed up. He's alone (mostly) and he (gasp) misses Wales. Thus, drinking WHEN: Evening-time WHERE: One of the bars around RATING: TBA
Amazing, so many people he knew couldn't wait to get out of Wales and see other places. Jack was one of those people. He had been stuck in Cardiff for so many years, waiting for his Doctor to appear. Now, after all of that time, Jack found that he had come to love this area of the world. And, being away from it for so long... he actually missed Cardiff.
Not only that... but he found he was missing a certain Welshman. One day he had woken and Ianto was just... gone. He supposed he deserved that. Really, really deserved that. But at the same time, he knew he was changing too. Oh well...
Or so he tried to think.
Shrugging into his greatcoat, Jack headed out of the apartment complex and toward the nearest bar. It had been so long since he had really drank (always be prepared, 21st century was when it changed, people didn't bitch if you ran out on a tab when it was only water, etc. Jack had good reasons) and now Jack just wanted to get absolutely pissed.
He dropped down on a barstool, looked at the liquor selection and signalled the barkeeper.