OOC: Thank you!

Thanks to whoever it was that recc'd James/Marc's prompt for you_rock. I've been so nervous transitioning him and instigating the changes and plot that this was just a huge boost to my inner writer that I made the right call :)

Thanks again!

PS. Now remembering to think of him as Marcus and not James is the hurdle :/

just_muse_me | 7.1.1. Change

7.1.1. “Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.” - King Whitney Jr


It was a pokey little pub in one of London’s back streets, though it had a lot of charm. There had to be cubicles in public restrooms bigger than the place, but that was the whole point. Transition and change. It was going to take a lot of getting used to. It had been a rough and hectic few days, so a few pints of Britain’s finest lager was always going to go down well.

“Can I get you a refill, Marc?”

The voice infiltrated somewhere in James’ – no, Marc’s - deepest thoughts. He blinked, catching his drinking partner’s gaze and offered an apologetic smile. “Sorry. I was a million miles away.” Not to mention trying to get used to answering to my brother’s name… he added silently to himself. He stretched forward against the bar, trying to unfold his weary muscles. Hopping to three different continents in a week and jetlag was now heavily setting in. He rubbed carefully at his eyes, the chocolate brown contact lenses starting to itch more and more with his lethargy.

( “In New York?” the other man guessed and signalled for the barman. )

- isabelowens & agentsullivan referenced with permission


Word Count | 758