setting: a random waterhole in a college town

[caneous]

[ Fourbuck is an unusual surname, by most standards. Once every five times Camden's mentioned it, he's had to explain that Fourbuck is his hand-to-God last name. He doesn't really mind it, except for when he does. Like tonight. He's in no mood to be social tonight, knowing what the date is and what it means to him and the man he calls Dad.

Here's to you, Ma, he thinks as he hails the bartender for another drink. The bottle comes to him with condensation all over it, and he spends a bit rolling the bottle from one hand to the other before caving in and turning to the closest person on the bar. The bartender didn't give him a coaster, see, and normally he wouldn't care about that, but— ]

Hey, you mind if I borrow your coaster?

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[caneous]

[ The offer draws out a surprised chuckle from Camden, and makes him feel less ill-at-ease with his current mood. He answers in much the same tone as hers: ]

I was thinking I'd take the chair, actually.

[torpedos]

[ She looks down in mock surprise, as though she hadn't noticed the chair at all. ] Oh, these are nice. You better take two, have a matching set. It'd be real sad to not have a matching set. Now I kind of want 'em, but they're not going to go with my living room at all.

[ she grins, and sips at her drink. ] I'm Angela. But if the cops ask later my name's Britta.