larue: (041 ยป)
๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2014-02-11 12:25 pm (UTC)

[ He rests a cheek on his fist, presses his lips together and tries to figure out where to even begin, byt he doesn't even know how talking and just having fun had turned into... ]

I got home from Rhiannon around midnight. It was too late for my usual routine and I'd had a glass of wine during the late lunch because, I mean, I was done for the day? And they offered and it was just one glass.

[ It was barely even one, just an inch at the bottom of the stemmed glass -- he forgets the exact term for it. ] When I got back here, I figured I'd go unwind a little.

[ He shuts his eyes and presses his face to his palm again. ]

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