Anna O’Brien

“My family owns the bar asshat.”

An eyeroll, the Irish brogue she had worked so hard to cover finally sinking out, she’d never discuss work or her personal life, but she was drunk. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed weakly.

“Just a rough night is all, sorry. Dealing with somethings and it’s causing my personal and work lives to leak into each other.”

“Well, fuck me. I didn’t know.”

To be frank, it didn’t make a lot of sense for the girl–Anna, his brain helpfully supplies–to get piss drunk at a pub owned by her family, but Cass wasn’t in much of a position to judge family dynamics.

He has to work far too hard for his groan to come off empathetic rather than bored. In fact he couldn’t think of anything more uninteresting than this Anna’s life…that is, until something in her head suddenly comes clear and sparks his interest. 

Edgar Bones.

Now that’s a story he’s familiar with.

“Ah, Yeah.”

She turned to face the voice and took another straight shot of fire whiskey. Sometimes she hated her job, with a passion; she loved the people but hated the job.

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Cass tilts his head to the side, waiting for her to elaborate. Her mind is foggy and uninteresting–a Healer beat down by a thankless job, but getting her to talk could at least be entertaining. Perhaps there could be something to be gained here.

An eyeroll, the Irish brogue she had worked so hard to cover finally sinking out, she’d never discuss work or her personal life, but she was drunk. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed weakly.

“It’s okay sweetie.” She covered him back up and ran a hand through his hair, “you’ve always got a place here Reg. Never forget that.”

“Just relax. Get some more sleep, and then you can go home.” She promised and gently wrapped an arm around him to help him get on the couch.

Glad she’s off tonight.

Drink

Drank

Drunk

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Cass has been watching the young woman a couple stools down from him for quite some time while she downed drink after drink while he nursed a single mead.

She turned to face the voice and took another straight shot of fire whiskey. Sometimes she hated her job, with a passion; she loved the people but hated the job.

“I promise.” She confirmed with a smile, “just get some more rest. Okay.” She grabbed a scone and took a bite. “Are you sure you don’t want something to eat.”

“Just a bit sweetie.” She said gently tenderly pressing on the affected area. “It’s looking decent, just a little while longer and it’ll be good as new; I promise.”

“Sleep a little longer and then you can go home.” She promised looking at his face again, “let me see your wrist.” She murmured holding her hand out for it.

“Then sleep.” She confirmed gently brushing some hair from his face. “You’re still technically on bed rest.” She reminded him.

“Words will function slowly. Drink, it’s oolong.” She said gently handing him a cup of tea. “If you’re hungry eat.”

She poked her head out and brought what she had made over. Setting them down on the coffee table she settled on the floor next to him, “how do you feel.” She murmured gently touching his face, inspecting.

Anna gently set her keys on the counter and smiled gently. Sometimes people just needed a little kindness to show them the world is decent. She grabbed a heavier blanket and covered him a little more with it, moving into the kitchen she began to make tea and something to eat.

Regulus muttered something in his sleep when she covered him with the heavier blanket.  After a few moments, he opened his eyes and looked around.  “Hello?” he groaned, hearing the noise in the kitchen.  He rolled slightly to look and rolled off the couch with a thud.

“No parties and make sure it’s clean. Don’t go through the pub, eat whatever you’d like and rest. I’ll be home in the afternoon if you want to stick around I’ll make sure you’re looking okay.”

“You’re younger than me. You’re a kid.” She teased softly, “I wish I was a kid again too.” She admitted softly handing him her keys again and the salve. “Just be safe.”

“Not this time.” She said with a gentle smile and hugging him again. “You’re a good kid darling, don’t forget that ever.”

“Please stay in my flat tonight.” She said softly, “just so I can have some peace of mind knowing you’re going to be okay. At least for the night.” She said gently pulling away and gently wiping his tears away.