forever is composed of nows

“The worst part is finding them and losing them all over again.” A feeling he knew all too well, one that continued to pain him. “A job, huh? If you need me to compel someone just say the word.” He said, offering her that if she needed. “Where do I begin?” He’d take a shot before entailing his long list of drama. “The former love of my life is now with my former best friend who left me to burn alive.” That he said with a heavy heart, taking another shot to wash away the sorrow. “The person I got killed to save the former love of my life returned to the land of the living only to then be turned into a vampire.” 

“Being friends with a vampire has its perks huh?” Ronnie smiled softly, thinking of maybe taking him up on that if she kept striking out. “Damn. That’s… a lot. We might need a whole bottle, each.” Ronnie sighed softly. “This former love of your life, we’re you with her when you died?” It was a heavy question, so she asked it softly.

kitty nodded. she remembered that ronnie had moved away before she’d been locked up. but kitty had always liked her. even became friends. “latest in my string of places i stay. just working at a car garage. what about you?” 

“I’m looking for my bio family. Silly I know, why should I care about a family that left me and after all these years.” Ronnie shrugged. “My search led me here.”

“Yeah, I’m going to need more than one.” And while alcohol couldn’t solve half his problems, having a decent friend might and maybe put a pin in his current spiral. “Any interesting developments in your life? Or is mine fascinating enough to cover us both?”

“I’m starting to feel like I’ll never find my family.” Ronnie shrugged. “I’m thinking about getting a job and sticking around. And that is the extent of my life update. Your turn.” Ronnie told the bartender to keep them coming. “I assume we’ll need lots of drinks.”

kitty chuckled and nodded. “yeah. been awhile, huh? didn’t get much taller, though,” she replied with a small smile. “wasn’t expecting anyone from home to be here.” 

“Well to be fair, I never stayed in one place too long.” Ronnie shrugged. Kitty had been a little younger than her, but they lived close enough that they had formed a sort of friendship. “What are you doing here?”

Despite the dismissal of her compliment, there’s a slight flutter in her chest at the fact that she remembered her name. Even as she silently judged herself, she admitted “The one and only. And you’re Ronnie, right?” 

She nodded with a small smile. “I am. It’s good to see you again.” Ronnie was never good at making friends, but having a few consistent people in her life couldn’t be the worst thing.

kitty paused for a moment when she spotted the brunette. she hadn’t seen her for years. and kitty knew well that she had changed a lot since the last time she’d seen the other. “ronnie. long time no see,” she quipped, picking up a book for her.

Ronnie looked at the girls face for just a second. She had known her when she was just a young human child being passed between foster homes. “Kitty?”

After everything he was glad to see a familiar friendly face he had no quarrels with. “Yeah been a little caught up in my own drama.” That he struggled with more now than ever. Battling with himself to hold onto fragments of humanity. “Could use a distraction.” 

“You and drama? Unheard of.” She had to tease. “Well then, let me buy you a drink.”

“Quite the memory…” the witch teased with a gentle nod. “Yes, ma’am.”

“It’s an easy order to remember.” She brushed it off, ordering a drink for the other. “Wendy, right?”

“I’m Quinn,” she smiled as the bartender put their drinks in front of them.  Quinn took one shot and handed the other to Ronnie.  “To Halloween,” she said holding it up before drinking it down.

Ronnie lifted her shot. “Halloween, the most wonderful time of the year.” She said with a small laugh before downing her shot.

“Twice already, how? Was it the first place you went to when you arrived?” Usually would he have found the bar first, but not today. Isaac glanced over at the everyone they passed by. Everyone had unique costumes, some he had never seen before. When they were at the bar, he waited until Ronnie had ordered her drink “Ah yes, they do. Jack Daniel’s is the best one, it burns a little in your throat, but I love the taste” He explained and ordered a Jack Daniel’s to himself, turned back to look at Ronnie “Are you a modern version of a scarecrow?”

“It’s an open bar.” She said as if it the only answer. “Do you know me at all? Free drinks will get me every time.” She laughed before taking a drink. “Sexy scarecrow, duh. And what are you? The walking dead?”