"Naturally," he replies, giving Madame Chen a smile and his hands pressed together, the tips of his index fingers touching his lips. Then, after tucking away the bottle in the breast pocket of his shirt, he gathers his things and follows the younger woman.
"Thank you." He pays her in silence, head spinning as what he's just done starts sinking in.
Or maybe 'starts' is the wrong word for it. 'Hits rock bottom' is more like it.
"Thank you," again murmured quietly as he gets dressed and steps back out into the alley. It isn't much busier now than when he arrived, but the bustle and commotion makes it feel like he's stepped into a completely different world. Maybe he'll just go have one of his usuals at Cheng's Tea House, even if it isn't Sunday evening.
Yes. Yes, that's what he'll do. In a moment. Once his heart stops threatening to throttle him sideways.
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Date: 2008-07-13 05:45 pm (UTC)"Thank you." He pays her in silence, head spinning as what he's just done starts sinking in.
Or maybe 'starts' is the wrong word for it. 'Hits rock bottom' is more like it.
"Thank you," again murmured quietly as he gets dressed and steps back out into the alley. It isn't much busier now than when he arrived, but the bustle and commotion makes it feel like he's stepped into a completely different world. Maybe he'll just go have one of his usuals at Cheng's Tea House, even if it isn't Sunday evening.
Yes. Yes, that's what he'll do. In a moment. Once his heart stops threatening to throttle him sideways.