#thetimlessrogue

[anempathsbecoming]

THE OPENER. (Most of you are getting one opening so shush. More people responded to me then I thought omg.)

Will is tired. Well, of course he's always tired. Tired of life, of people, of people killing people. Everything was in slow motion and he needed a bit of mundane simplicity. What more mundane place than a bar?

He walks into a local one, one of those darkened gin mill's where average joes gathered to talk or watch the game. A simple, kind of rugged b ar where you could talk if you wanted, but people knew how to mind their own business. 

Sitting down at the end of the bar he smiles at the barmaid. An older woman, full of tattoos who'd probably been to hell and back. Still she was terribly sweet and Will loved that about her. He orders his usual Jack Daniels and draft of the day. He doesn't notice someone sit next to him as he throws down his shot.