it's been a long day; open

[CAERUS]

Sitting in a diner in Illinois and time moved closer to closing time as a young man was sitting at the counter with his head drooped down. The young man ran his hand through his hair multiple times, over and over. He straightened up when the man behind the counter came by him and asked if he wanted another refill on his cup of coffee. His blue eyes brightened as he nodded, "Thanks." and the larger man just smiled. "So, what's your name, kiddo?" The big man asked, filling the cup with warm coffee. Caerus looked up from his cup of coffee at first in a blank stare. Before he had made the mistake in giving someone his real name, Caerus, and the second they gave him the side look and asked, "like the god Caerus?" he had to fake it. He'd chuckle and say, "Yea, of course! Parents were big history buffs." he learned from his mistake. Now he went by the name that his vessel was called, the name on his credit card and ID, Jackson Hawes. "Named Jackson, sir." He gave him a weak smile as he moved his hand from his hair and scratch a spot on his freckle filled cheek. "You've been here for three hours, son, you troubled?" The man asked as he set the pot of coffee down and began straightening up the counter and using a wet rag over the top surface.

Caerus looked at the cup of coffee before him, staring into the darkness in thought. "I guess you could say that.." He nodded once and gave a small shrug. His mind was on multiple things, mostly things from upstairs. "You got a place to stay at? I gotta close up in an hour, I reckon you'll be here still." The man chuckled, cleaning the counter as well. Caerus just smiled lightly, "Yes, sir. I have somewhere to go, won't leave yet, sir." he looked up to the man. "Hope I'm not a bother." All he got was a stifling laugh from the man that seemed to bellow from deep inside. "No bother at all, kid, not at all." Jackson heard the bell on the door ding, signaling a new comer, but he didn't dare to look at them. Instead he gave the man behind the counter another smile and looked back down at his coffee.

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[RIN COOPER]

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