There was a loud knock on the door. Actually, not loud so much as rough, followed by a muted stumble as though a heavy weight had landed on the door.
After his fight with Jim, James had taken a long, ill-considered detour by the club, and had more drinks than he ought to, and had mixed them with more drugs than he should. He was buzzed out and so out of it, it was a wonder none of the demons had decided to take advantage of his state in some way.
It was a wonder that he'd managed to stumble his way to Steve's doorstep, too. Granted, he was barely managing to stay upright, and chances were he's just fall into Steve's room the moment that door was open.
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Date: 2019-10-22 01:28 am (UTC)After his fight with Jim, James had taken a long, ill-considered detour by the club, and had more drinks than he ought to, and had mixed them with more drugs than he should. He was buzzed out and so out of it, it was a wonder none of the demons had decided to take advantage of his state in some way.
It was a wonder that he'd managed to stumble his way to Steve's doorstep, too. Granted, he was barely managing to stay upright, and chances were he's just fall into Steve's room the moment that door was open.