lucian

Jimmy took a swig of his drink, his eyes slightly glassy from the alcohol. "Hey Lucian, I'm actually glad you finally left that Avey girl behind," he slurred, tipping his glass in Lucian's direction. His words were heavy with relief, but also a hint of drunken wisdom.

Lucian, already deep into the haze of alcohol, let out a dry laugh. "Hickup… Yeah, I think I'm finally waking up from that… nightmare," he muttered, his voice slurring. He was swirling the drink in his hand, eyes slightly unfocused. He had been nursing bottle after bottle since arriving at the Black Butterfly, a familiar spot for him and his friends to wallow in their troubles.