He takes a swig, sighing softly as the alcohol warms him up just a bit. He hands the bottle back to her, giving her a little nod. "You can call me Locke." One of many aliases but his favorite, the one he prefers to go by most of the time. After all, he does want some notoriety. Some day. "Nice to meet ya." Pleasantries aren't his thing but he'll be.. nice. She's given him no reason not to.
Locke gives her another look over, watching her take a drag off her cigarette before lighting another one of his own. "It is and it isn't. Not feeling it tonight I guess." Today. Whatever the time is. He stopped caring about it already. He sleeps when he has time. He takes a slow drag off the cigarette, flicking the ashes into the fire as he turns back to it.
"Honestly? I'm bored. Kinda wanna.. shake things up but not really sure how at the moment." Close enough to the truth he thinks. Hazel eyes meet green as he looks over at her, "What about you?"
Locke gives her another look over, watching her take a drag off her cigarette before lighting another one of his own. "It is and it isn't. Not feeling it tonight I guess." Today. Whatever the time is. He stopped caring about it already. He sleeps when he has time. He takes a slow drag off the cigarette, flicking the ashes into the fire as he turns back to it.
"Honestly? I'm bored. Kinda wanna.. shake things up but not really sure how at the moment." Close enough to the truth he thinks. Hazel eyes meet green as he looks over at her, "What about you?"
