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[ original: lor + soy; closed post ]
He couldn't remember how many drinks he'd had. There had only been a couple of beers at first - not enough to get him stumblingly drunk. That was the problem, so he'd moved on to harder liquors. Now two -or was it three?- glasses later, he'd slumped over on the bar and was tracing his fingers along the veins in the wood. They weren't too interesting, but they were almost enough to take his mind off the rotten shift he'd been on.
He sighed as he let his fingers begin trailing along again, first in a circle around his glass before trailing away from him. This time, he wasn't paying attention, and his hand bumped into a white-sleeved elbow. Rather than apologize immediately, his fingers traced along the curve of the elbow for a few seconds before finally trailing away.
It only hit him after a second that the elbow probably belonged to someone. His eyes went wide, and he sat up, drawing his hand back quickly.
"Um. S-sorry. I didn't mean to, uh. Sorry, man, I didn't mean to bother you..."
He sighed as he let his fingers begin trailing along again, first in a circle around his glass before trailing away from him. This time, he wasn't paying attention, and his hand bumped into a white-sleeved elbow. Rather than apologize immediately, his fingers traced along the curve of the elbow for a few seconds before finally trailing away.
It only hit him after a second that the elbow probably belonged to someone. His eyes went wide, and he sat up, drawing his hand back quickly.
"Um. S-sorry. I didn't mean to, uh. Sorry, man, I didn't mean to bother you..."