The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind
She nods at the mention of the Labyrinth, remembering their first conversation and his warning about the talking squirrels. It feels like so long ago now, though really, it was not that long at all. Only a season, nearly two now, and yet so much had happened that it feels like a lifetime. Funny, how time can stretch and shrink itself, almost always moving in the way you’d prefer it did not.
She chuckles as he mentions kids, the grimace in his voice clear. ”We will forever be too young for children, I think.” It certainly feels like that will be true, even if already it is not. At least not physically, but she is certainly many lifetimes away from being a decent mother.
Though he shrugs off the ending of his story like it doesn’t quite matter, she knows better. It’s the sort of thing you do to lie to yourself along with everyone else. Weaver grabs the bottle of vodka again, righting herself from her position across the bar. She pours another shot into each of their currently empty shot-glasses, and picks hers up. ”To you, for surviving one hell only to be thrown into another. Though it seems like this one is going a bit better for you.” Two bars, a new life in Torchline. Though it was without Maea, still, it was brighter than the past he’d come from. She downs the shot.
She chuckles as he mentions kids, the grimace in his voice clear. ”We will forever be too young for children, I think.” It certainly feels like that will be true, even if already it is not. At least not physically, but she is certainly many lifetimes away from being a decent mother.
Though he shrugs off the ending of his story like it doesn’t quite matter, she knows better. It’s the sort of thing you do to lie to yourself along with everyone else. Weaver grabs the bottle of vodka again, righting herself from her position across the bar. She pours another shot into each of their currently empty shot-glasses, and picks hers up. ”To you, for surviving one hell only to be thrown into another. Though it seems like this one is going a bit better for you.” Two bars, a new life in Torchline. Though it was without Maea, still, it was brighter than the past he’d come from. She downs the shot.
Weaver
