What: Tim & Souji drink and talk. Poland is invited too, just not until later.
When: The evening of October 8th.
Where: Actually I have no idea. Souji's place? We're gonna go with Souji's place.
Tim slept through the rest of his classes that afternoon. When his alarm woke him up, he was already planning the start of his vigilante round-ups tomorrow night, almost a background noise behind his bad mood. He let his brain do the planning without him. That could wait. Everything could wait, although he had no real clear idea why it should His free time had just gone from nonexistent to overwhelming.
Tonight, he needed rest. And to be around people he wasn't going to argue with. Well, people he wasn't going to argue with, and Feliks. Beyond the fact that beer was involved he wasn't really sure if Souji was planning anything in particular, but he was more than willing to go with whatever happened. Normally, he would have said no to the beer, or at least, already have made a plan to convincingly nurse one bottle through the night, but at the moment, if he had excess energy at the end of the night, he was just going to go and pick a fight with the first street tough he saw. Better to make sure he stayed off patrol, than to risk a repeat of two years ago.
He texted a mass apology to his professors for missing school, and a request for a sick day to his Juanes manager before realizing he had the evening off. Then, a quick
Feliks -- drinking at Souji's -- see you there in an hour or two; and finally an
on my way to Souji.
It was a short walk, and by the time he got there and knocked on the door, he already didn't remember most of it.