[ Krouse is waiting in the recreation room leaning on the pool table opposite the door leading into the space, a lean, lanky young man in a red hood. He has a plastic bottle of vodka dangling from one hand, a pair of red Solo cups stacked together in the other, and a gun holstered under his hoodie. That last one isn't for Sam.
When Sam shows up, Krouse nods, then stacks the red Solo cups side by side on the pool table between them. He fills both up to a third, which he guesses is a couple shots worth. He sets the bottle aside on the green velvet. It's all room temperature, so no condensation.
This all done without a tremor or a crack, Krouse braces his hands on the edge of the pool table and gives Sam a searching, guarded look. Despite Krouse's attitude on the network, he doesn't look hostile here. Just, at first, brittly resigned. ]
Krouse.
[ He indicates himself with a hand gesture, since he knows Sam's face from the video post. ]
Vodka first?
[ If there was ever a 'vodka first' time, this is probably it. ]
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When Sam shows up, Krouse nods, then stacks the red Solo cups side by side on the pool table between them. He fills both up to a third, which he guesses is a couple shots worth. He sets the bottle aside on the green velvet. It's all room temperature, so no condensation.
This all done without a tremor or a crack, Krouse braces his hands on the edge of the pool table and gives Sam a searching, guarded look. Despite Krouse's attitude on the network, he doesn't look hostile here. Just, at first, brittly resigned. ]
Krouse.
[ He indicates himself with a hand gesture, since he knows Sam's face from the video post. ]
Vodka first?
[ If there was ever a 'vodka first' time, this is probably it. ]