rileythesaint:

jgreene:

rileythesaint:

rileythesaint:

Riley pursed his lips and closed his laptop, taking a long sip of his beer. “Fucking has-been..” He exhaled a shaky sigh, obviously angry and threw the bottle with all his strength at the wall, listening to it shatter. Grabbing his jacket, he walked outside and to the cafe he…

 The ex-athlete stiffened just a bit as he set eyes on Jamie, sitting back. He hadn’t exactly made the best impression with him either. Shifting his eyes away, he clutched his coffee and sank into the booth a bit, not really feeling like fighting with anybody else. Taking a long sip of his coffee, he coughed as it burnt his tongue and was forced to swallow it. “Fuck.”

Jamie snickered as he watched, shaking his head and sitting at a booth all his own, glancing at him. “Supposed to let it cool down at least a little bit….” He didn’t really feel like arguing either and hell, it was all a misunderstanding and he didn’t really want to be called a unibomber again. He adjusted his glasses and kept the cofee in his hands a while, just savoring the warmth.

 Riley stared at the other guy for a long second, narrowing his eyes slightly. He wasn’t used to people just giving up a fight without a word. Glancing down at the coffee, he shrugged. “That’s probably a good idea.” Riley exhaled a weak chuckle and sat the mug on the table in front of him, nodding to the seat opposite of his. “Join?”

He nodded and grabbed his cup again, moving to sit across from him. “Sure you want to be caught with the unibomber?” He rose a brow, adjusting his hood and finally taking a sip of coffee.