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lollipopsandwhisky) wrote2016-10-13 02:42 pm
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[ It's hard to imagine that after thirty years of life, anything would or even could change. The world will keep spinning, day will turn to night, you will sleep next to a woman you married, you will blink, breathe and carry on like the world will never change. Because you know it won't.
Then it kicks you in the arse and throws a spanner in the works
Gabe had lived the same day over, and over for a good thirty years. He woke up to his wife shouting something about work, or a shirt not being ironed or some other benign bullshit. He watched her go, did his chores and headed out. Every day the same.
He went to work for a few hours, driving trains from point A to B like he always did. He said hi to his few friends, giving them a big wave as he left to go to a job he actually loved. He walked through the doors at three pm every day, helping the local shelter care for a feed some stray dogs. They were the closest thing he had to children after all.
Before he could realise it, it was half seven and he was wandering home- every day the fucking same.
But not that day. Either age was getting to him, the moon, or well a lack of variety, Gabe took it upon himself to take some time for himself. Which lead him to some stupid chain coffee shop he'd usually avoid at all costs. He wandered in, letting the smells take him over as he leant on the counter, waiting for someone to- Well, not notice him, he was the size of a house, but get the time to serve him.
Once his order was done, he was sort of excited, tapping his fingers on the side as he waited. Sure it was find of a funny sight seeing a huge man being excited about hot chocolate, but any change from the day to day rigmarole was exciting!]
Then it kicks you in the arse and throws a spanner in the works
Gabe had lived the same day over, and over for a good thirty years. He woke up to his wife shouting something about work, or a shirt not being ironed or some other benign bullshit. He watched her go, did his chores and headed out. Every day the same.
He went to work for a few hours, driving trains from point A to B like he always did. He said hi to his few friends, giving them a big wave as he left to go to a job he actually loved. He walked through the doors at three pm every day, helping the local shelter care for a feed some stray dogs. They were the closest thing he had to children after all.
Before he could realise it, it was half seven and he was wandering home- every day the fucking same.
But not that day. Either age was getting to him, the moon, or well a lack of variety, Gabe took it upon himself to take some time for himself. Which lead him to some stupid chain coffee shop he'd usually avoid at all costs. He wandered in, letting the smells take him over as he leant on the counter, waiting for someone to- Well, not notice him, he was the size of a house, but get the time to serve him.
Once his order was done, he was sort of excited, tapping his fingers on the side as he waited. Sure it was find of a funny sight seeing a huge man being excited about hot chocolate, but any change from the day to day rigmarole was exciting!]
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He smiled, rolling his eyes ]//I look younger than i am. Not much but it's enough! And Maybe we could, one day//
[ He knew kids with his wife would never happen, after all the last time they slept together was their wedding night...
He shook his head, giving Darryn a small smile ] //No it's fine. I had a feeling you meant no harm with it//
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//Well, even if I don't mean to cause harm, I'm still sorry when I do.// [Darryn didn't like to cause upset at the best of times. He felt 'sorry' wasn't good enough and searched for a way to make it better.]
//... I'll buy the hot chocolate next time, as apology, okay?// [Flirting, that will fix it. Well done Darryn. What was WRONG with him right now?]
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He paused again at the offer of hot chocolate. He knew he should have said no- He wanted to say no and have that be a little blip in a moment of his life. Go on their separate ways having met a random human and just go back to life. But his heart wouldn't let him ] //Sounds like a plan, same time next week seem good to you?//
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//Sure, maybe a little earlier if you want. We could sit in there without the girls wanting to chase us out.// [Plus extra time to talk to Gabe might help Darryn figure out just where this weird feeling was coming from.]
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//Sure! What time around? I can be there as early as six really?// [ Work wouldn't mind him ducking out early, he always worked over time after all.
He sort of wavered once they reached the end of his road, almost glaring at his own house when he stopped ]//This is me- Do you have far to go from here or not?//
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[Darryn looked at the houses and the street name, nodding to himself.] //Pretty far, but I'm used to the travel. Won't take me long. I suppose I'll be seeing you in a week, Gabe.//
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He smiled, wavering for a while as he tried to think if it was worth leaving or staying there for a few more minutes ]//See you in a week Darryn. I hope you're kids like the cake//
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//Oh, they'll be all over it. They got my sweet tooth.// [Darryn lifted his take-out cup in a motionless wave as he moved back into step.]