Post by Nate on Jan 20, 2012 13:01:23 GMT -5
Nate walked into Irving Hall, the familiar smell of alcohol and smoke bringing a smile to his face. It had been a long time since he had walked through those doors and into the auditorium, but it still felt like he had never left.
He wove his way through the crowd, heading straight for the bar. He nodded at the bartender as he sat himself down on the first empty stool he could find. "A whiskey," he began casually, his elbows propped up against the top of the bar, "on the rocks."
His attention turned to the crowd. The crowd dynamic was more or less the same as he remembered, poor newsies mingling with the older factory worker-types. However, he didn't recognize any of the faces anymore. He had been gone for far too long.
The bartender returned with his drink and he picked up the glass to take a long drink, already lifting his hand up to order himself another. It was going to be a long lifetime.
He wove his way through the crowd, heading straight for the bar. He nodded at the bartender as he sat himself down on the first empty stool he could find. "A whiskey," he began casually, his elbows propped up against the top of the bar, "on the rocks."
His attention turned to the crowd. The crowd dynamic was more or less the same as he remembered, poor newsies mingling with the older factory worker-types. However, he didn't recognize any of the faces anymore. He had been gone for far too long.
The bartender returned with his drink and he picked up the glass to take a long drink, already lifting his hand up to order himself another. It was going to be a long lifetime.