[No! It's too late! The door buckles in and the latch splinters, and Horatio is left propping up Cynric and just. Wincing.
It's fine. It'll be fine. He'll fix it in the morning.]
Right. No more rum for you.
[Even though he... can now see that he left it out on the table while waiting for Cynric to arrive. He just clearly underestimated how drunk his visitor would be.]
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Date: 2014-02-05 03:04 am (UTC)[No! It's too late! The door buckles in and the latch splinters, and Horatio is left propping up Cynric and just. Wincing.
It's fine. It'll be fine. He'll fix it in the morning.]
Right. No more rum for you.
[Even though he... can now see that he left it out on the table while waiting for Cynric to arrive. He just clearly underestimated how drunk his visitor would be.]