This one. [ he shuffles over a little, careful of his own bottle somewhere around where he is, and pulls the box forward as Duncan comes over.
he glances around him and finds the bottle behind him, precariously close. he picks it up and takes a swig of it.
drinking. when was the last time he just sat around and drank? the bunch of them. was jordan still there? god, he could barely even remember that anymore. he shook his head slightly, not quite listening to Duncan.
he catches the look though while he's being stared at, bottle halfway to his lips. ]
What? Yeah, even I knew about it. They took the whole thing... the whole thing down...
...you think- seriously? Fucking, seriously? Should I be making a phonecall?
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he glances around him and finds the bottle behind him, precariously close. he picks it up and takes a swig of it.
drinking. when was the last time he just sat around and drank? the bunch of them. was jordan still there? god, he could barely even remember that anymore. he shook his head slightly, not quite listening to Duncan.
he catches the look though while he's being stared at, bottle halfway to his lips. ]
What? Yeah, even I knew about it. They took the whole thing... the whole thing down...
...you think- seriously? Fucking, seriously? Should I be making a phonecall?