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alec (𝘩𝘒𝘀𝘬𝘦𝘳π˜₯𝘢π˜₯𝘦) brennan⚑ ([personal profile] striketwice) wrote in [community profile] finalflight 2020-04-29 07:42 pm (UTC)

[ As far as Alec is concerned, one Shinra is no different from the other. He has yet to be proven wrong. ]

Can you go like twenty-four hours without saying the b-word? Just curious.

[ Get your head out of the office, Rufus!!

After a bit of walking, Alec veers off the beaten path down a little side street and into the open front door of what can only be an eatery of some kind. The place smells of grease and maybe something burning, but it's probably fine. Though it's mostly empty, there are a few people sitting miserably around the mismatched tables and cobbled-together booths, still wearing their nighttime finery and fighting off hangovers with plates of greasy something-or-other. It's best not to look.

Alec zeroes in on a booth in the corner, where a scraggly fellow in a stocking hat is hunched over the table, snoring loudly. He might be drooling a little.

Before he slides into the seat across from the man, he says to Rufus, ]


Try not to say anything to embarrass me.

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