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uploadedmain2018-10-22 09:44 pm
sanephiroth) wrote in uploadedmain2018-10-22 09:44 pm
Entry tags:
Open | Fiery temper
WHO: Sephiroth, anyone at the mall
WHAT: A little bit (a lot) of fire
WHERE: Liquor store in the mall
WHEN: Sometime after church survivors arrive
NOTES: Someone's tired of drinking and wants to burn up the stash.
Sephiroth didn't set out on this day to bring a lighter and loose sheets of paper to the liquor store. But that's what he ended up doing. It wasn't a sneaky affair by any means, though there was an attempt. Even with a few hours of sobriety a day, the overall recovery from potent liquor wasn't pleasant and he found that he preferred to drink anyway.
The logic governing his thoughts today were mainly to destroy the booze so he'd be free of this conundrum. If anyone cared to follow him, they'd find that he disappeared into the liquor store where the sound of breaking bottles soon followed. There was a click of the lighter. The paper would soon be lit and left to fall into the puddle of alcohol.
"Finally."
WHAT: A little bit (a lot) of fire
WHERE: Liquor store in the mall
WHEN: Sometime after church survivors arrive
NOTES: Someone's tired of drinking and wants to burn up the stash.
Sephiroth didn't set out on this day to bring a lighter and loose sheets of paper to the liquor store. But that's what he ended up doing. It wasn't a sneaky affair by any means, though there was an attempt. Even with a few hours of sobriety a day, the overall recovery from potent liquor wasn't pleasant and he found that he preferred to drink anyway.
The logic governing his thoughts today were mainly to destroy the booze so he'd be free of this conundrum. If anyone cared to follow him, they'd find that he disappeared into the liquor store where the sound of breaking bottles soon followed. There was a click of the lighter. The paper would soon be lit and left to fall into the puddle of alcohol.
"Finally."