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Sep. 2nd, 2013 10:45 pmWho: Dain, Maggie, and Davey
When: The evening Maggie & Davey arrive
Where: An empty classroom
Warnings/Rating: PG for possible language; no warnings
What: Dain is deeply displeased by his childrens' decision to enter the program. The twins attempt to dissuade him.
Dain had made a concentrated effort not to drink this evening.
He'd realized that Maggie and Davey were in Alaska only after they'd already arrived, a nugget of information which had sparked a thirty minute screaming match with Dinah, his ex-wife and their mother. She'd attempted to be rational, which had only angered him more, and the temptation to dig into his private stash was overwhelming. But Dain, being a self-aware kind of guy in general, was cognizant of the fact that Maggie at least believed he had a drinking problem, and so he'd exercised a little self-control and left the bottle alone.
Consequently, he was not in the best of moods when his wayward children straggled into the classroom that he'd appointed for their little Come To Jesus meeting. He was sitting on the instructor's desk, a not entirely accidental placement, which Maggie noticed immediately. Her chin rose stubbornly. Her eyes flashed. Davey, at least, had the grace to look ashamed of himself.
When: The evening Maggie & Davey arrive
Where: An empty classroom
Warnings/Rating: PG for possible language; no warnings
What: Dain is deeply displeased by his childrens' decision to enter the program. The twins attempt to dissuade him.
Dain had made a concentrated effort not to drink this evening.
He'd realized that Maggie and Davey were in Alaska only after they'd already arrived, a nugget of information which had sparked a thirty minute screaming match with Dinah, his ex-wife and their mother. She'd attempted to be rational, which had only angered him more, and the temptation to dig into his private stash was overwhelming. But Dain, being a self-aware kind of guy in general, was cognizant of the fact that Maggie at least believed he had a drinking problem, and so he'd exercised a little self-control and left the bottle alone.
Consequently, he was not in the best of moods when his wayward children straggled into the classroom that he'd appointed for their little Come To Jesus meeting. He was sitting on the instructor's desk, a not entirely accidental placement, which Maggie noticed immediately. Her chin rose stubbornly. Her eyes flashed. Davey, at least, had the grace to look ashamed of himself.
