Post by Dasher on Jan 13, 2012 5:14:13 GMT -5
A day of selling papers went well for Dash. He made his way back to the lodge house. On his way he stopped at the pub,, he figured he had some extra he'd have a good dinner and maybe a drink or two might loosen him up a bit. Dash walked into the pub as he made his way to a booth. His eyes looked around for a menu as a boy surprised him giving him his menu. "Can I's help you with a drink today?" The boy asked as Dash look up smiling lightly. "I'll have a beer and a shot of vodka." He said eyeing the boy as he walked to the bar. Dash's eyes slimmed over the menu everything looked good as he bit his bottom lip. At this point it was between a chicken Caesar salad and a cheese steak sub. He figured he'd go with the salad it was better for his body after all. As the boy returned with the drinks he smiled and thanked him.
"You's ready to order?" The boy asked as Dash looked at him blank of emotion. To be honest the boy was still thinking but he was pretty sure he wanted the chicken salad. "I'll have a Grilled Chicken Caesar salad, with Creamy Italian dressing." Dash said looking up as the boy wrote it down and walked away to the kitchen. Dash looked at the drinks he sipped on his beer. The boy rarely drank but when he did it wasn't anything to fear. He was not mean, nor depressive, it was more like lovey and sweet. Dash on a normal day was quite and somewhat emotionless, though he was a good Newsie. As he brought the bottle to his lips again he took a long drink almost downing it as he took the shot and then chased it with the rest of the beer making a face of agony as he felt it burn all the way down his chest.
Dasher watched as the boy came back with his salad. "I'll have anothah beer and shot please." He said looking up then down as he watched the boy get him his request. "If you need anything else don't be shy to flag me down." The boy said as Dash smiled and nodded. He picked up his fork and started to eat his chicken salad, it was quite amazing as all the flavors hit his taste buds. The boy ate for a while as he took his final bite he sipped his beer. The boy started to drain his beer back as he felt himself loosen up. Dash didn't want to be quite anymore as he finished his beer taking the shot. He cringed again as the shot went down and he flagged down the waiter.
"I'd like the check please." Dash asked as the boy gave it to him. He took out some coins and left them on the table, he was sure to tip the boy well, he was cute after all. Dasher walked to the bar as he left a little light in his step. The boy climbed on the bar stool ordering a cup of vodka this time. He watched as waiter walked around watching the clock he must have been getting out of work soon. Dasher brought the cup to his lips taking back the full glass as he gagged a little setting it down. The lights of the room seemed to move at this point he smiled a little tilting his head back from side to side with a little excitement. Dasher watched the boy hang up his apron and gave him a small wave before he left. Dasher smiled and ordered another drink as he downed it. "What time is it?" He asked the bartender answering him as he paid his tab and started on his journey to the lodge house.
As He stumbled a little walking down the street he looked up at the sky, he could have sworn he saw a shooting star, but then again it could be his eyes playing tricks on him. Dash made a wish anyways as he walked up the stoop to the lodge house. When he got in he walked in stumbling just a little as he felt warm taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his dress shirt a little. Dash walked over sitting on the couch as he looked out the window, New York was even busy at this hour as a smile crossed his lips and he continued to stare.
"You's ready to order?" The boy asked as Dash looked at him blank of emotion. To be honest the boy was still thinking but he was pretty sure he wanted the chicken salad. "I'll have a Grilled Chicken Caesar salad, with Creamy Italian dressing." Dash said looking up as the boy wrote it down and walked away to the kitchen. Dash looked at the drinks he sipped on his beer. The boy rarely drank but when he did it wasn't anything to fear. He was not mean, nor depressive, it was more like lovey and sweet. Dash on a normal day was quite and somewhat emotionless, though he was a good Newsie. As he brought the bottle to his lips again he took a long drink almost downing it as he took the shot and then chased it with the rest of the beer making a face of agony as he felt it burn all the way down his chest.
Dasher watched as the boy came back with his salad. "I'll have anothah beer and shot please." He said looking up then down as he watched the boy get him his request. "If you need anything else don't be shy to flag me down." The boy said as Dash smiled and nodded. He picked up his fork and started to eat his chicken salad, it was quite amazing as all the flavors hit his taste buds. The boy ate for a while as he took his final bite he sipped his beer. The boy started to drain his beer back as he felt himself loosen up. Dash didn't want to be quite anymore as he finished his beer taking the shot. He cringed again as the shot went down and he flagged down the waiter.
"I'd like the check please." Dash asked as the boy gave it to him. He took out some coins and left them on the table, he was sure to tip the boy well, he was cute after all. Dasher walked to the bar as he left a little light in his step. The boy climbed on the bar stool ordering a cup of vodka this time. He watched as waiter walked around watching the clock he must have been getting out of work soon. Dasher brought the cup to his lips taking back the full glass as he gagged a little setting it down. The lights of the room seemed to move at this point he smiled a little tilting his head back from side to side with a little excitement. Dasher watched the boy hang up his apron and gave him a small wave before he left. Dasher smiled and ordered another drink as he downed it. "What time is it?" He asked the bartender answering him as he paid his tab and started on his journey to the lodge house.
As He stumbled a little walking down the street he looked up at the sky, he could have sworn he saw a shooting star, but then again it could be his eyes playing tricks on him. Dash made a wish anyways as he walked up the stoop to the lodge house. When he got in he walked in stumbling just a little as he felt warm taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his dress shirt a little. Dash walked over sitting on the couch as he looked out the window, New York was even busy at this hour as a smile crossed his lips and he continued to stare.