A Friendly Drink (Seb and Patrick)

Patrick made his way downstairs from the first floor of the little semi-detached house that they had managed to get into before barricading the hell out of it for the night. It had been a house share of rowdy boys so there wasn't a lot of real food but there was a lot of beer and snack foods.

Jimmy had decided that he wanted some time to bond with Rowan and the glare he had given the Irishman when Rowan wasn't looking had spoken volumes about how wanted her was by the cabbie. Deciding that he really didn't want to get into an argument over something as minor as who Rowan spent her time with, he'd wished them a good night and grabbed a half crate of beers from one room upstairs.

Knocking on the door to the living room gently, he opened it up to reveal Sebastian sat up on one of the two sofas. He held up the crate of beers and set them down between them. He even brought a portable DVD player that he had found up in the room upstairs,

"Well sinc' yer wer' te firs' on' in te room yer ge' te pic' the movi'." he joked a little bit as he sat down on the other sofa, which was next to Sebastian's. He passed the guy a beer after opening it with the bottle opener. He raised his own bottle, "Te anoth'r day wit'ou' havin' te throttl' Jim-bo! Ever'day is a hop' tat' te bugg'r can chang' his asshol'is' ways... am I righ'?"

Sebastian had been relaxing in the living room and trying to keep away from Jimmy to be honest, it was a shame he didn't spend much time with Rowan because it was like those two were stuck at the hip after the fight, but, he would eventually get her on her own for a little conversation, she had been worried about him and he could tell that. Yet he wondered why she allowed herself to be so easily led by Jimmy, if she wanted to speak to him then she could.

When he heard a knock on the door, Sebastian turned his head and blinked when he saw that it was Patrick, the guy had gotten a lot of his respect when he had come to see if he was alright, he might have teased him before but it was something he had never really had a problem with, if it was all in good fun it was what friends did to each other some times.

"I think I'm going to find it increasingly hard to find a film that doesn't have a severe amount of breast showing throughout it." he sighed softly, but he crawled onto the floor and looked through the DVD cabinet, as he thought there were lots of practically porn films there "Breasts...breasts...okay those are definately fake...oh here...we could watch Boondock Saints, have you seen it?"

Plucking the DVD out of the pile, he sat back up on his sofa and took the beer from Patrick, he was being very nice to him and he wondered why. Maybe he wanted to be friends? It would be nice, to have a friend again, not just someone he knew and was travelling with for the time being.

"Amen to that." he smirked, and clinked his glass against Patrick's "Well, seeing as he's off with Rowan again, it looks like it's just us so...maybe we should allow ourselves to get everything off our chests, it's as awkward as fuck whenever the guy is around."

Seeing that Sebastian wasn't opposed to spending some time with him, Patrick grinned a little bit. That was good, he still rather enjoyed spending time with the guy even after he had changed on the way to the outpost. No one stayed the same in a world like this after all, it was to be expected. Sebastian seemed to have come out of the change much better than most other people he had seen go through the change to be honest.

When he commented on the quality and content of the DVDs he laughed a little bit. Well considering the occupants of the house before them it was kind of to be expected. When he mentioned boondock saints though he smirked,

"Ah I'v see' Boondoc' Sain's befor' a'cours'." he told Sebastian as he took a drink of his beer, "Te fella's bac' on te buildin' sit's woul' always say tat I loo'd lik' on'a tem brot'rs in te film. I nev'r mad' te connec'n."

When Sebastian agreed to the toast they both drank from their bottles. The beer wasn't cold but thankfully it wasn't actually that warm. The house had apparently never had good heating even when it worked so it was a cold storage place for beer,

"Yea' we shoul' probabl' tak' te chanc' te tal' shi' abou' him." he agreed with a little laugh before humming, "Alrigh'... how bou' tis? Say te on' ting' abou' te guy tat annoys yer te mos' ou'a everytin'."