Awesome Title of Awesome
Who: Francis and Gilbert
Where: A local bar..
When: Two weeks after previous log
What: Drinking and AAAAANGST.
Can other people participate: Sure
Summary: Francis and Gil meeting up for drinks, nearly two weeks after their last time hanging out ended on a sour note.
The last two weeks felt like two months. Gilbert was used to seeing Francis every other day or so, or at least talking to him online or via text. No matter how mundane or pointless the topic, they always talked at some point in the day, every day.
So imagine going from that down to nothing, leaving off the way they had, with Francis evidently choosing Jeanne over their friendship once more, and Gilbert figuring out that his affection for Francis was no longer simply based on their long-running friendship. Imagine that, and add to it all the time Gilbert had to think things over by himself, when Francis wouldn't answer his occasional text or instant message or he was ignoring whichever of those Francis had sent him. What you had was one very confused, slightly depressed German boy dragging himself over to his usual table, beer in hand, to sit down and reluctantly wait on Francis to show up.
Actually, he wasn't even sure Francis would show up. The text he sent earlier, about hitting the bar around 7PM - was very blunt and a direct invitation, to which he'd never received a response. Gilbert sighed and dropped his bike helmet on one of the chairs, draping his coat over the same one. It was likely the temperature would plummet the rest of the week, but today had been the first day in the last month or so of winter that was decent enough to take his bike out. Riding always relaxed him..
Where: A local bar..
When: Two weeks after previous log
What: Drinking and AAAAANGST.
Can other people participate: Sure
Summary: Francis and Gil meeting up for drinks, nearly two weeks after their last time hanging out ended on a sour note.
The last two weeks felt like two months. Gilbert was used to seeing Francis every other day or so, or at least talking to him online or via text. No matter how mundane or pointless the topic, they always talked at some point in the day, every day.
So imagine going from that down to nothing, leaving off the way they had, with Francis evidently choosing Jeanne over their friendship once more, and Gilbert figuring out that his affection for Francis was no longer simply based on their long-running friendship. Imagine that, and add to it all the time Gilbert had to think things over by himself, when Francis wouldn't answer his occasional text or instant message or he was ignoring whichever of those Francis had sent him. What you had was one very confused, slightly depressed German boy dragging himself over to his usual table, beer in hand, to sit down and reluctantly wait on Francis to show up.
Actually, he wasn't even sure Francis would show up. The text he sent earlier, about hitting the bar around 7PM - was very blunt and a direct invitation, to which he'd never received a response. Gilbert sighed and dropped his bike helmet on one of the chairs, draping his coat over the same one. It was likely the temperature would plummet the rest of the week, but today had been the first day in the last month or so of winter that was decent enough to take his bike out. Riding always relaxed him..