video. un: p.parker | the morning of september 20th (aka an epilogue to bad choices)

[madeupnames]

[There's a muffled and pained groan, one of a boy who has made terrible mistakes and is suffering horribly for it.

... And also a clear sound of someone sliding out of a bed and thumping on the floor — blankets and all, legs barely hanging onto the lip of the mattress.]


I am so, so sorry.

Comments

Re: Voice

[nobasisinfact]

As I said last night, there are those who worry about you here. You should be more cautious as to how much you drink and if you're in a safe place to do so.

[Now that you know he's a father you're never getting out of the dad talks. Or the disapproving tone in his voice.]

Voice

[madeupnames]

They shouldn't have to worry. I'm — I know I was safe.

I wouldn't do anything dangerous to myself.

Private

[nobasisinfact]

Like falling off a four-story building?

[That makes people worry about you.]

Private

[madeupnames]

... Alex told you, huh.

[Obviously. But how else can he even reply?

He's not exactly shocked, but still.

He had some hope he hadn't blown his cover too badly to more than just Alex from that mess.]

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

She became heavily intoxicated over it, it seems.

Private

[madeupnames]

[Ah, yes, there's the really sad guilty look Peter's adopted from all of his misgivings in Riverview.]

I'm — I didn't mean to cause her any trouble.

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

The next time you chose to do something that stupid I advise you to stay contained.

The commute would be easier for Alex if you did these things here.

[Yes Peter, that's his low-key way of offering his house for your stupid idea needs.]

Private

[madeupnames]

[A bitter laugh at his own expense, as he drags the blankets back up again.]

Wouldn't... worry about me drinking too much again.

Me and liquor aren't on good terms right now.

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

I wasn't simply referring to drinking, however, I doubt that could even be considered a proper drink.

[Drink with Richard Peter, he's a booze snob.]

Private

[madeupnames]

Hey, it was pretty good... I mean, it was really fruity stuff.

I dunno what it was, but it tasted great.

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

Which is why you became so intoxicated. It's easy to forget what's inside a drink when it doesn't taste dangerous.

[He should know, fucking tea.

Also, is he suggesting hard liquor? He totally is. Come and drink his good scotch. He doesn't offer it to just anyone.]

Private

[madeupnames]

[He rubs the back of his head, grimacing.]

I — yeah, that makes sense.

... I don't want it to taste like booze, though...

[I spit bourbon all over the place, the first time I sipped it.]

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

[Don't insult bourbon Peter.]

Then you'll need to learn your tolerance.

Private

[madeupnames]

[Bourbon is icky, gross.

He groans.]

I'm one step closer to knowing, then.

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

Controlled experimentation is better and safer.

Private

[madeupnames]

[snort.]

You make it sound like a science experiment.

Re: Private

[nobasisinfact]

In a way, it is.