Post by DANIEL MATTHEW VALENTINE on Sept 15, 2014 2:40:19 GMT -5
The window rattled a tat tat as the train departured for their next destination. It was another Tuesday night and Daniel stayed awake, laying in his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Another night in the Leaky Cauldron. It seemed that, despite the uncomfortable bed and the fan above him that never seem to work. He was only able to get decent sleep at the Leaky Cauldron. Since the war, he jumped at even the slightest noise. A mouse would squeak and still he would be on the edge of his seat. With a sigh, he swung his foot off the bed until he was now in a sitting position. He groaned, rubbing sorely before getting on his feet and putting on his shirt that laid neatly on the bed side table and made his way down to the pub.
"One whiskey and an apple pie please?" said Daniel, finally making it towards the counter...somehow. But, that was something to worry about later. All he cared about now was getting food into his stomach and enjoying a nice bottle of Whiskey. "And just give me the whole damn bottle next time," he pratically growled, pulling out a packet of cigarette and lighting it to fiery life. He knocked his head backwards, letting out a sigh of relief. "Ahh... thats the stuff," he blew a puff of smoke. The young detective then looked around the room for a place to sit. Only to find out that the pub was packed to the brim with customers. "Isn't it a bit late for customers?" he raised his eyebrows, looking down at his watch which read 8:30. He was lucky enough to have an hour sleep.
At last, his apple pie, steaming hot too, along with his bottle of whiskey; And without furthur ado, he swiped it from the counter and took his place by the window.
ZANDER SKY REINHART
OOC :: Sorry it sucks
"One whiskey and an apple pie please?" said Daniel, finally making it towards the counter...somehow. But, that was something to worry about later. All he cared about now was getting food into his stomach and enjoying a nice bottle of Whiskey. "And just give me the whole damn bottle next time," he pratically growled, pulling out a packet of cigarette and lighting it to fiery life. He knocked his head backwards, letting out a sigh of relief. "Ahh... thats the stuff," he blew a puff of smoke. The young detective then looked around the room for a place to sit. Only to find out that the pub was packed to the brim with customers. "Isn't it a bit late for customers?" he raised his eyebrows, looking down at his watch which read 8:30. He was lucky enough to have an hour sleep.
At last, his apple pie, steaming hot too, along with his bottle of whiskey; And without furthur ado, he swiped it from the counter and took his place by the window.
ZANDER SKY REINHART
OOC :: Sorry it sucks