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[sunshrouded]

Is this how it works? Ha! Got it!

Hey, this is the equivalent of getting in touch with the mighty Kumou Tenka - yours truly - if I'm otherwise busy. Tell me what you need and I'll get back to you as soon as possible! Talk to you soon.

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5/8, evening. hope this is okay!

[thatdamnknight]

[bars and flynn don't normally go together. the atmosphere isn't really his thing nor is getting drunk, as tends to happen in such places. women and men approaching with invitations for coffee and then becoming angered by a rejection also get rather droll (although, those may have been flirting attempts, as elucidated upon by a certain someone). tonight, however, came the realization that he needs a drink or two. maybe mulling things over alcohol instead of mindlessly doing whatever possible to avoid going home will help.

or at least give him a good enough buzz to pass out at his desk at work for a couple hours afterwards. it might make it more comfortable. no, no it wouldn't. there's no way to sleep comfortably that way, but a little booze still can't hurt. getting that buzz would probably prove easier if he actually drank the whiskey in his hand as opposed to nursing it as he's done for the past 20 minutes. unlike normal, flynn looks... well, he looks like shit. between the bags under his eyes and the thoughtful, if melancholy expression, it's obvious something's on the guy's mind.]

pardon the late, wow!!

[sunshrouded]

[Well.

Tenka's a perpetual bleeding heart. He also likes to think that he's gotten really good at barkeeping, which includes knowing which patrons to make conversation with -- which ones look like they've got something rather huge indeed on their minds. This blonde gentlemen over here? Yeah, he qualifies.

Which is why he'll be rolling over in his wheelchair now, a curious quirk of his brow accompanying his relaxed greeting.]

You wanna talk about it? Or can I just serve you an extra drink on the house? You look like you need it, pal.

you're fine <3

[thatdamnknight]

[the offer takes him off guard. flynn blinks before looking toward tenka. does he really look that bad? all things considered, probably. talking things out with someone could do a world of good, but that also means troubling the other person. no one else needs to get caught up in his troubles!

which is why he smiles lightly, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.]

Thank you for your offer, but I'm all right. [he gives a small sigh as he goes back to swirling his whiskey around.] I just had a fight with a friend is all.

[...flynn, this counts as talking things out.]