Christian (i_learned) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-12-17 23:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | christian, winifred burkle, zz:status complete |
Green (Fred)
He had been so very deliberate, so very careful. It was quite a feat to travel half across the City with such fragile cargo as his own, but he arrived at Fred's with the absinthe set perfectly intact. At her door, arms full, he kicked as politely as he could in hopes of simulating a proper knocking. And then he waited.
It was Saturday night, and he suspected that Fred had settled in for the evening a few hours ago. He'd been a wretched friend, locking himself up for a week.... It'd been hard. It'd been hard to feel betrayal again, this time true betrayal. At least Satine hadn't meant her own. At least, when it counted, Satine had called him back to her.
"It's Christian," he called through the door, hoping it would help.