IV / video;

[heckblazer]

[ It's probably not a video he records or posts deliberately, considering his lack of technological competence. But there he is, slouched alone on a pub patio, moping behind a cloud of cigarette smoke. He's well into a bottle of...good Lord, flavoured vodka? Birthday cake, no less?

Well. It's not like lushes can be picky. ]

Huh. Didn't think I'd make it to see another one of these days.

[ He adds his cigarette butt to the mountain on the ashtray in front of him, and lights another, muttering softly between his teeth, ]

Happy fuckin birthday to ya, Johnny.
Useless twit.

Comments

[heckblazer]

Not the point.

[beneathbluerafters]

[ PRIORITIES, MAN ]

Well, your point seems to be that you're wallowing in cigarettes and self-pity. Mine is that even cake flavouring won't make vodka taste better.

[heckblazer]

Trying to be festive. Why all the fuss?

[beneathbluerafters]

At least have some actual cake.

[heckblazer]

Too easy for someone to poison.

[beneathbluerafters]

Buy it yourself, then. You've never struck me as the paranoid sort.

[heckblazer]

Not paranoia when there's enough folks out there with motive, innit?

[beneathbluerafters]

What, even here? I know you're annoying, but I didn't realize you were fatally annoying.

[heckblazer]

You underestimated my powers, then.

[beneathbluerafters]

Not really. I did threaten to drop you into the Atlantic, remember. I would have done it if I hadn't been tired.

[heckblazer]

Go for Pacific. Otherwise I might go looking for Atlantis and try to harness it's powers.

[beneathbluerafters]

Heavens above, then you'd be twice as insufferable. Next time it will either be the Pacific, or else the bottom of a lake.