Demetri Thornton (
second_son) wrote2014-08-17 04:27 pm
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Late nights and coffee shops [open]
Demetri's only been back in the city for a day, but it feels like more. He's spent all of it in the makeshift town hall offices, getting the paperwork together for his proposal to the council the next night. The funding hadn't been easy to get, especially with the lack of strings that he had demanded. No oversight committee, no outside presence helping them dispense the grant money. Siren Cove business would stay just that, Siren Cove business.
There's more work to do, but he knows he should go home and get some sleep. But sleep is exactly what he doesn't want to do. With sleep comes dreams - nightmares more like it. Of all the things that have been happening in his town whilst he's been away, of everything that had happened in the months leading up to that. His brother being gone and the questions that had remained unanswered about Fabrice's attack.
He settles on setting up in a diner in the end. He has a beer at his elbow and a cooling plate of fries he's not really touched. Laptop open, he's playing with files without really making any changes or doing much work. It's a distraction more than anything, a reason to not go home.
There's more work to do, but he knows he should go home and get some sleep. But sleep is exactly what he doesn't want to do. With sleep comes dreams - nightmares more like it. Of all the things that have been happening in his town whilst he's been away, of everything that had happened in the months leading up to that. His brother being gone and the questions that had remained unanswered about Fabrice's attack.
He settles on setting up in a diner in the end. He has a beer at his elbow and a cooling plate of fries he's not really touched. Laptop open, he's playing with files without really making any changes or doing much work. It's a distraction more than anything, a reason to not go home.
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When he saw a familiar face (ass, hands, whatever), he walked back until he found the door of the place. Maybe he could apologize to Demetri (for whatever), maybe they'd stick to making out again.
"Good night, hard working gentleman."
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Until he wasn't, because distraction meant forgetting to eat and a growling stomach was never a nice treat. His mother had offered him to make something, but he had waved it off.
This place was the only thing still open, and Luke was pretty surprised he wasn't the only one around. He looked like another Big Family family member, but maybe that was just because of the hair color.
He sat down in the booth behind him and looked at the menu.
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He's on his way to visit her when he finds himself inside one of the diners in town. Greasy, comfortingly bad diner food could definitely prove of assistance, both to him and his mother.
He makes his way over to the counter to order when he spots Demetri again. He can never resist the urge to stay away, especially once he catches sight of the other man's face, worn with stress as he nurses a beer and cold fries.
"Hey," he comes over to stand by him, resisting the urge to just slide in across the booth from him. "Are you alright?"
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