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Oct. 7th, 2017 01:46 pmMarcus isn't exactly looking for a date at the moment, given that his chest still aches every time he thinks of Sam, but it's not the worst feeling in the world to be in the grocery store and have a handsome man making suggestive eyes at him over the olive bar.
All he really wants to do is get his groceries for the week, enough of the simple staples he prefers to sustain him. In general, Marcus doesn't eat anything over the top, has long ago adjusted to a life of poverty, but he likes the ridiculously overpriced olives he can get at the store and so he tends to linger, picking and choosing the ones he'll allow himself this week and it's as he leans forward to scoop some into the plastic container that he realizes someone is watching him and lifts his gaze.
The man across from him is probably in his forties. Fit and handsome with a broad face and a nice smile. He looks a little shy, but Marcus finds himself smiling in return, which causes the man's face to practically light up in pleasure. It makes Marcus wonder if this is the first time he's allowed himself to do something like this, if maybe he tends to keep to himself most of the time.
It doesn't really matter, he figures, because while his heart isn't quite broken, the thought of starting something new with someone only makes his chest tighten with anxiety. It becomes more and more evident that he's not meant for a normal life, that he can't be what people want of him and it's for the best either way, because in a place like Darrow, people disappear anyway. No sense in getting in too deep when that's the inevitable result.
But he still smiles and he lets the experience buoy him up a little, even when he catches sight of Katherine Rance one aisle over. She's looking at him, she has to have seen, but her mother knows already, so it hardly matters if she knows now, too.
Excusing himself with another smile at the man, Marcus walks toward Kat, his basket over one arm, and gives her a very different smile in greeting.
"Katherine," he says, his voice pleasant.
All he really wants to do is get his groceries for the week, enough of the simple staples he prefers to sustain him. In general, Marcus doesn't eat anything over the top, has long ago adjusted to a life of poverty, but he likes the ridiculously overpriced olives he can get at the store and so he tends to linger, picking and choosing the ones he'll allow himself this week and it's as he leans forward to scoop some into the plastic container that he realizes someone is watching him and lifts his gaze.
The man across from him is probably in his forties. Fit and handsome with a broad face and a nice smile. He looks a little shy, but Marcus finds himself smiling in return, which causes the man's face to practically light up in pleasure. It makes Marcus wonder if this is the first time he's allowed himself to do something like this, if maybe he tends to keep to himself most of the time.
It doesn't really matter, he figures, because while his heart isn't quite broken, the thought of starting something new with someone only makes his chest tighten with anxiety. It becomes more and more evident that he's not meant for a normal life, that he can't be what people want of him and it's for the best either way, because in a place like Darrow, people disappear anyway. No sense in getting in too deep when that's the inevitable result.
But he still smiles and he lets the experience buoy him up a little, even when he catches sight of Katherine Rance one aisle over. She's looking at him, she has to have seen, but her mother knows already, so it hardly matters if she knows now, too.
Excusing himself with another smile at the man, Marcus walks toward Kat, his basket over one arm, and gives her a very different smile in greeting.
"Katherine," he says, his voice pleasant.
