<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>"Deadline" All-Day Diner<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Drunken Revelations, getting slightly less drunk<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hm... Hmhmhm... A hypocrite, that's what I am. In need of affection but too afraid to welcome it, to let it hold me once again. If I just... Keep everyone at a distance, it won't hurt as much. But it's a miserable existence..." Albion sighed, mental acuity slowly, ever so slowly, returning to the man. Had this been the longest he'd gone just... Talking instead of doing something else? It felt like weights wanted to be lifted from his heavy soul, yet each time one removed, another simply took its place.<br/><br/>Why... Was this person trying so hard to help him?<br/><br/>His eyes closed as his date for the evening tried to cheer him up once more, words like echoes in his ear. "You say that, but it isn't what I see. I look into those eyes, and I see... Hope. What does she hope for? What does she want of me? These... Things I can't give her, fearing they'll be taken away. Is a moment of bliss truly worth the everlasting pain that follows when what you cherish most is ripped from your life?" He sighed, shaking his head. "Kh... Now I know, this drink... Wasn't alcoholic. That old coot just wanted me to start sobering up..." He grumbled, but he didn't seem resentful in the slightest. The longer this went on, the more likely he was to figure out what was going on.<br/><br/>It seemed his date was no less guilty than he was... He lifted his head from her chest to look into her eyes, reaching a hand up to caress her cheek. "A sinner like me then... We've both killed people we loved... Yet, here you are responding to a call from a pitiful human like me, even trying to help... Maybe in another life we could have been together." He whispered, leaning close to rest his head to hers, closing his eyes. "But... Someone else needs me more. Even if I'm too afraid to answer to her feelings, she... Relies on me, and I need to be there for her to make up for my mistakes." He admitted, looking away and toward the doors to the Diner.<br/><br/>"Mm... Might be as good a time as any to go home... I don't live too far, I can walk it. How much do I owe? I know I did some things..."