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Mike wasn't going to be at Caritas today.
He'd meant to be. He'd planned to be.
And then, this morning, he'd just sort of given up. Given in? Basically collapsed under the strain of the holiday season and his own unease with it. That was probably the best way to put it. And semantics aside, it had all amounted to one thing: he'd taken off and he'd driven away, and he'd continued driving until he'd been somewhere that felt completely unfamiliar. Then he'd found a hotel.
And here he was, preparing himself for a hotel Christmas - so, minibar booze and pointless crap on the big ol' flatscreen TV. Sprawling on the bed and trying not to think too much about anything.
(Not even Brooke.)
(But maybe he should've told her he was taking off.)
[ooc: open for texts/calls, if you so wish! But with holiday-related SP, of course.]
He'd meant to be. He'd planned to be.
And then, this morning, he'd just sort of given up. Given in? Basically collapsed under the strain of the holiday season and his own unease with it. That was probably the best way to put it. And semantics aside, it had all amounted to one thing: he'd taken off and he'd driven away, and he'd continued driving until he'd been somewhere that felt completely unfamiliar. Then he'd found a hotel.
And here he was, preparing himself for a hotel Christmas - so, minibar booze and pointless crap on the big ol' flatscreen TV. Sprawling on the bed and trying not to think too much about anything.
(Not even Brooke.)
(But maybe he should've told her he was taking off.)
[ooc: open for texts/calls, if you so wish! But with holiday-related SP, of course.]
