Who: Bellamy Blake and OPEN What: Cant sleep. Grabbing a drink. When: Late sunday? Where: Bar. Pick one. IDK what bars there are. Rating/Warnings: TDB? Status: Incomplete. NOTES: I will be a little slower to thread. Due to work times.
Bellamy wasn't sure what he thought about this place. Or their explanation about how they got here. Or its stories. Those classes they were supposed to sign up for seemed a little farfetched if you asked him. He was just grateful that if he was stuck here that he had Clarke. The other part of him worried about their people and what was happening back home. It killed Bellamy that there was nothing that he could do. He couldn't help any of them. Not from here.
These thoughts and worries were weighing him down making it difficult for him to sleep. After tossing and turning long enough, Bellamy eventually gave up. He pulled on some clothes and headed out the door.
He found himself seated at a bar before he knew it. Perhaps a drink or two would help put his concerns and questions to bed so that he could get a little sleep.