Lonely shadows following me
Lonely ghosts come a-calling
Lonely ghosts come a-calling
The young man did not exactly groan out loud when the woman decided to linger, but there was something in his slow outpour of breath that had the hallmarks of a frustrated sigh.
"Suit yourself," he muttered under breath, and returned his focus to the drink in his hand. Korbin did not join in with the toast, or try to strike up more conversation. As a matter of fact, he seemed determined to pretend Elena wasn't even there at all. Childish, perhaps, but Korbin couldn't care less. His only goal with his stay here was to drink himself into oblivion.
With a bit of luck, he might actually be able to sleep then. Sleep without dreaming, without remembering.
"Suit yourself," he muttered under breath, and returned his focus to the drink in his hand. Korbin did not join in with the toast, or try to strike up more conversation. As a matter of fact, he seemed determined to pretend Elena wasn't even there at all. Childish, perhaps, but Korbin couldn't care less. His only goal with his stay here was to drink himself into oblivion.
With a bit of luck, he might actually be able to sleep then. Sleep without dreaming, without remembering.
Thousand voices dead at my feet
Now I'm gone, now I'm gone, now I'm gone
Now I'm gone, now I'm gone, now I'm gone
