||[Aug. 24th, 2006|12:15 pm]
It's been four months since I left everything I've ever known. I knew that Wesley was right, I needed to get out of the mess that was Los Angeles. So I made it out of the sewers and packed up everything I had, got patched up and booked the first flight out of town.
I managed to get a job in my old Department in the Firm's London branch. So I've got my life back, all my pretty things, A Wonderful new apartment, all the things I could ever want. There's just one problem I don't have 'him' anymore, maybe I never did. I sighed as I looked out of my office window for the third time today, watching the sun set. I finished my scotch and went to collect my things. My shift's been over for a good three hours now.
I got in my car with every intention of just going home, when I decided that I didn't want to go home to an empty apartment, so I drove down to the local pub. I parked my car, then walked into the smoky little pub. I scanned the room quickly as I made my way to the bar. I ignored the stares from all the men, as I sat down at the bar. I looked at the bartender, with a small smile. "Scotch neat lots of it" He just nodded and walked off to get it. I looked around the place. I just wanted one night to just get drunk and maybe forget about the life I left back in LA, or more specifically the man who broke my heart.
The bartender came back over with my drink, and I smiled at him. I sat sipping my drink and tried to think of something other than Wesley.
((Open to Giles))