If there's one thing James doesn't do much, it's drink. He good at cocktail hour, sipping through a couple of bourbons or whiskey to carry him through the mindless chatter, or he'll have a glass of wine with dinner. He isn't someone that ever got wasted in college or snuck out with a pack of beer when he was a teenager. When he was still on the police force, he would join Grant and Alex and the other guys at the bars to wash away the harsh days work, but even then he was usually a couple drinks then calling it a night.
He can't even remember the last time he was what someone would call drunk. Maybe years, maybe some thoughtless time he was angry with William or stuck in a cabin with Demetri or Daniel on a camping trip, which was always just an excuse to defy their father in every way possible.
Tonight, though, he is camped out in a booth at Coombs Tavern, a place he hardly ever goes, but tonight it seems like the right place to be. It's the last place he's expected, and the last place most people he'd know that would care, would be to find him. He has a lot on his mind. Too much. Bad relationships. Bad business deals. Bad people trying to attack him in his own house. He orders a beer and something to eat, and he doesn't plan to leave here until his mind stops focusing on everything falling apart.
He can't even remember the last time he was what someone would call drunk. Maybe years, maybe some thoughtless time he was angry with William or stuck in a cabin with Demetri or Daniel on a camping trip, which was always just an excuse to defy their father in every way possible.
Tonight, though, he is camped out in a booth at Coombs Tavern, a place he hardly ever goes, but tonight it seems like the right place to be. It's the last place he's expected, and the last place most people he'd know that would care, would be to find him. He has a lot on his mind. Too much. Bad relationships. Bad business deals. Bad people trying to attack him in his own house. He orders a beer and something to eat, and he doesn't plan to leave here until his mind stops focusing on everything falling apart.
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Date: 2016-04-11 01:57 am (UTC)James looks at his beer. It's nearly empty, and technically he has to get himself home and he's already had more than two others. Still, he nods at the request for another. "Definitely," he agrees. Accepting Davin and him were over though would require more drinks. "Davin was good. He is good. I think it's harder to accept since I'm the one who ruined us. I'm sure that's not surprising."
He looks at her. "What about you?" he asks.
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Date: 2016-04-11 03:46 am (UTC)"Me? I'm going to have a glass of wine." What a cop out.
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Date: 2016-04-13 02:47 pm (UTC)He's not sure he did everything he could. He hasn't exactly tried to rectify any of the problems Between him and Davin. Partly because he isn't sure how. "It was the magic thing," he explains after a moment. "He didn't think I was comfortable with the fact that he was a witch."
"Let's make it two," he says about the wine. If she doesn't want to talk he won't press the issue.
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Date: 2016-04-13 09:31 pm (UTC)Louise nodded. "Good idea, fits the mood. I'm -" She just wanted to be the strong one for once. "I don't think I can even blame magic for my lack of romantically social life."
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Date: 2016-05-02 02:18 am (UTC)He gives her a look. "Well, what can you blame?"
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Date: 2016-05-02 02:23 pm (UTC)"Age?", she tried, as a joke. "I never was great at it, but still assumed it would just happen in some way. A loving, romantic relationship."
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Date: 2016-05-09 01:43 pm (UTC)"Of course. And if - well, I know children and happiness aren't necessarily connected to each other but I just always assumed that there would be a family. Maybe I should start looking into adoption. Do you think single motherhood would fit me?"
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Date: 2016-05-18 03:35 pm (UTC)"I think you would make a very good mother, Lou," he says, finding that it's not even the slightest bit untrue. Louise had the right temperament for motherhood, he thought. "In any form. Have you ever considered a change of location? Siren Cove is a good place but it isn't the only place." He says this like his own family hasn't lived here for ages, so he can't fault anyone for never leaving.
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Date: 2016-05-21 03:32 pm (UTC)"I never really have, not permanently. You're talking to the woman that lived at her parents' grounds until she was thirty four. I can't imagine living daily life somewhere else."
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Date: 2016-06-01 08:52 pm (UTC)"It includes everything. If a child is what you want," James tells her. Lou is well respected in town and maintains a successful career. He believes she'll find someone she's looking for one day. But then he's alone too so he understands her frustration.
He nods at her statement. "I get that. My family has never lived anywhere else. Except here. I suppose that was one reason I liked Davin. He isn't from Siren Cove. It's much easier when no one knows your entire family's history."
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Date: 2016-06-02 12:42 am (UTC)Maybe she should start offering him more alcohol, so the both of them could forget this night. "A child is what I want. I'm ninety percent sure."