gretafms:
𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁: MIKE + GRETA ( @trustcarter ) 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: CLAYMORE
𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 the bar. After all, Claymore was her place now. There had been very few parts of her life that went by her rules so here? She wasn’t going to let anyone interrupt her peace. However, over the past couple days that had become extraordinarily difficult. She had been here when the chaos erupted. Without a car, no way to get home. That one thought just couldn’t seem to leave her head. However, a familiar face cut through her thoughts as he entered the bar, causing her to turn her gaze from it’s fixed place on the wall. While Greta didn’t ordinarily know how to distinguish good people these days, she could easily say Mike was good people. He was kind, made her laugh and it certainly didn’t hurt that she found him easy on the eyes. To summarize, she flashed the other a welcoming smile, leaning against the edge of the bar. “Mike - I’m glad you’re here. Want something to drink? On the house.” The woman spoke, grabbing a glass from underneath the bar. Pausing for a moment, her face became a bit calmer. “I know you were worried about Sofia.. I saw she’s okay.”
the news of sofia being found brought a wave of relief to him and yet, instead of being by her side, he was here to drink. mike couldn’t bring himself to go see her like that. partly from not wanting to see sofia bruised and battered, but the memories that could be brought back up from the cage he locked them behind. instead of being a good friend, he found himself here ready to drink himself to death or just enough to give him some courage. michael flashed the beautiful woman that stood behind the bar a smile— the woman that he called a friend. would have been more if he wasn't scared to mess up what they had. he sat down on one of the stools and immediately nodded his head. ❛give me your strongest drink.❜ his smile faltered a little bit at the mention of her name. he was happy that she was doing okay. it brought him a little bit of peace, but he couldn’t imagine what she must be feeling like. he picked back up his smile as he nodded her head. ❛worried is an understatement,❜ mike rubbed his wrist, the effects of punching his drywall still there. ❛how did she look?❜












