Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:00:08 GMT -5
After the momentus screw up with Julie. Brian wanted to get hammer. Badly. He took the steps two at a time running down the stairs and walked over to the door. He paused a moment to once again be amazed at the sheer number of people that were here at the moment. It was going to be a little crowdeda round the common rooms for the forseeable future. Brian stepped out into the darkening day. The storm above was starting to look pretty nasty... The dark clouds rolled over head like threatening giants... Promising a rough storm just on the horizon. Screw it. He walked quickly across the grass to the little building off to the side of the main building. Brian had his demons. Lord knows he did, and he's been on Bell Isle for a little while now. It helped to be around people, but it also helped to get drunk. He would often volunteer to do runs for people picking up this or that whatever was needed. He didn't tell anyone he had been brining booze back on his runs a few bottles at the time, until he had built himself the nice little respecatable stash... Brian stepped inside the unused building and walked over to the cabinet he opened them and saw liquiors and boozes of all kinds, whishkey. That's what he felt like. He grabbed a bottle and plopped in a chair with it. He unscrewed the cap and threw it back... What a werid day. He thought as he threw the bottle back once more not bothering with a glass just drinking it straight.