*'What?' he mouths, looking at Ryuzaki. By the time he looks back to the bartender the man is already pouring shots, and he only lifts his eyebrows at Cesar's signaling gestures.*
*Cesar doesn't try very hard, sighing and shooting Ryuzaki another sour look. This next shot will be his fourth one, if he takes it, and this is on top of what he'd already had before arriving. How much had that been? He tries to remember what the bottle looked like when he'd started, but he hadn't checked. His body feels pleasantly warm, now and his thoughts are loose enough that the original pain--Lazarus, Misa, twins--is nearly tolerable.*
*This wasn't the first ex he'd had that had gone on to marry and have 2.1 children. Sonia had been terrific, and Cesar had sent wedding gifts when he'd heard the news. It wasn't the fact that they were separate that made Lazarus' casual reveals so bad, it was how they'd ended, and that at some level Cesar had assumed that Lazarus would stay the way he was: unavailable to anyone and focusing on himself. Of course he'd been mistaken; it hadn't been some permanent mental handicap, it'd been a medication issue, and from the sounds of it it'd cleared up the moment his medications returned. Why would Lazarus want to remain single? As offputting as he was, he still had an unusually magnetic effect on the people around him. He was honest. He meant well.*
*The moody, surly drunk Ryuzaki has been coaxing continues to study his empty shotglass, ignoring the new row that's been lined up in front of him.*
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Date: 2015-09-23 04:23 am (UTC)*Cesar doesn't try very hard, sighing and shooting Ryuzaki another sour look. This next shot will be his fourth one, if he takes it, and this is on top of what he'd already had before arriving. How much had that been? He tries to remember what the bottle looked like when he'd started, but he hadn't checked. His body feels pleasantly warm, now and his thoughts are loose enough that the original pain--Lazarus, Misa, twins--is nearly tolerable.*
*This wasn't the first ex he'd had that had gone on to marry and have 2.1 children. Sonia had been terrific, and Cesar had sent wedding gifts when he'd heard the news. It wasn't the fact that they were separate that made Lazarus' casual reveals so bad, it was how they'd ended, and that at some level Cesar had assumed that Lazarus would stay the way he was: unavailable to anyone and focusing on himself. Of course he'd been mistaken; it hadn't been some permanent mental handicap, it'd been a medication issue, and from the sounds of it it'd cleared up the moment his medications returned. Why would Lazarus want to remain single? As offputting as he was, he still had an unusually magnetic effect on the people around him. He was honest. He meant well.*
*The moody, surly drunk Ryuzaki has been coaxing continues to study his empty shotglass, ignoring the new row that's been lined up in front of him.*