Back on course - OTA (Tag River)
Being sober had quickly proved itself to be a bust, as Nix had discovered he had the innate ability to piss Harry off whether or not he'd been drinking. But at least he wasn't sitting alone at a bar, about to fall off his stool this time. His usual buzz was hovering in his blood stream and it was like a security blanket, especially since the flask was tucked in his pocket once again.
Nixon was considering going into the museum. He stood on the steps, looking up at it, and enjoying a cigarette at a leisurely pace. The sun was hot on the top of his head and the sleeves of his white button down were rolled up. Maybe the cafe instead, as he could use something cool to drink. He turned away from the museum and started down the street again.
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