( it's just facts. it's after hours, the factory is cold and dark and silent, and yes, perhaps a little creepy. he doesn't quite understand why teenagers find it so alluring to break into, it seems to be some rite of passage over at the high school, and it just makes James think the teenagers of Storybrooke need better coming of age traditions.
the girl startles, and that's fair. the whole sneak into the brewery thing is supposed to come with nobody there to notice. sorry to disappoint there, blondie, he is indeed still here. he clicks a torch on, illumuniating her in her absolute lack of stealth, looking less angry and bothered and more ... tired? disinterested? hey, at least catching an errant teenager is some distraction from his mind-numbing routine. )
What's it you're here for again? A six pack, isn't it?
( seriously. they needed a cooler coming of age tradition. )
i hate myself
( it's just facts. it's after hours, the factory is cold and dark and silent, and yes, perhaps a little creepy. he doesn't quite understand why teenagers find it so alluring to break into, it seems to be some rite of passage over at the high school, and it just makes James think the teenagers of Storybrooke need better coming of age traditions.
the girl startles, and that's fair. the whole sneak into the brewery thing is supposed to come with nobody there to notice. sorry to disappoint there, blondie, he is indeed still here. he clicks a torch on, illumuniating her in her absolute lack of stealth, looking less angry and bothered and more ... tired? disinterested? hey, at least catching an errant teenager is some distraction from his mind-numbing routine. )
What's it you're here for again? A six pack, isn't it?
( seriously. they needed a cooler coming of age tradition. )