Wesley Wyndam Pryce (wes_the_watcher) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-05-22 01:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | cordelia chase, wesley wyndam pryce |
From Bad to Worse
Who: Wesley Wyndam Pryce, Open to Cordelia Chase
What: Coming to Pick Up the Angry Wes
Where: Harvelle's Roadhouse
When: Nighttime, May 20th
Warnings: Possibly language, but otherwise fine (Wesley's not happy to be here.)
Wesley was pretty sure that his situation had gone from bad to worse.
He had been completely ostrisized from all of his friends (although he mostly assumed that he deserved every last bit of it), and was still recovering from having his throat slit after losing Connor. Other than his one instance with Gunn, he hadn't talked to anyone in days, and his voice, already messed up from the previously mentioned wound, was also raw from disuse.
His usual tight appearance was also a mess, as he hadn't bothered to shave since he had gotten home from the hospital. His former friends likely would barely recognize him now. He looked more like...well, more like someone who would be in the bar that he was sitting outside of.
He looked up at the lit up neon sign above him. He had no idea what sort of bar he had ended up in front of, but it looked like it might be a biker bar. Even though he felt like he needed a drink more than anything right now, he was too bewildered by his current circumstances to want to deal with people he didn't know.
At least he had found a way to get in touch with Cordelia. From what he could tell, things weren't the same from where he had been. Years had passed, but some people didn't seem to even have experienced what he had. He really had no idea what was going on now.
He needed to clear his head and not think. If he thought about his current situation too much he was going to give himself an migraine.