[video]

[scotch_egg]

[when he appears he looks more like an unmade bed than usual. His eyes are red rimmed and bloodshot. There's an obvious hotel room behind him and more than one empty bottle of something someone with a heart condition really shouldn't be drinking-- and it shows]

Congratulations,

You win. You've got it all. Magic, reincarnation, astral fucking projection for all I know. You don't really belong in this normal world, you're not just another bloody sheep, you're something better. Something more.

Good for you and I hope it doesn't blow up in your bloody face.

'Bye.

[and he hangs up. Or at least covers the phone with his hand which is the same thing]

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[chenqing_player]

[He flinches as he gets hung up on. In all honesty he expected that a lot sooner in the conversation. But now he is torn...he certainly doesn't want the guy passing out on the street but he has no real way to track him down other then a rough guess of location. He stares at the phone and contemplates calling Anthony and telling him how big a mistake he made...

he'll continue to contemplate that as he grabs his hoodie, pulls it on and decides its time for a run to find a drunk jealous dude. He stuffs a couple things into his backpack before slinging it on and heading out, phone still in hand and debating that call...]

[scotch_egg]

[he won't find him. New York is a big place and drunk as Alec is, he's also able to think quick enough on his feet to shake anyone but the most determined or connected]