Richie's Not Group Therapy Session

[mrsklover]

WHO: Richie and his band of depressed Losers(OTA)
WHERE: Cayde's Bar
WHAT: NOT therapy. Not therapy and not an AA meeting. Just hanging out.
WHEN: Few days after the Town Hall
WARNINGS: Probably some substance abuse/addiction talk.

Richie sent off a message to the whole network just a few hours ago:

It was for his Not Therapy session that he had proposed at the town hall meeting. Just a way for people to get together and to talk about shit happening here. Maybe get a support network that will keep some people sane. Richie knew how effective that was; his own Loser's Club had stopped him from being stupid after Eddie's death more times than they even knew about. It was important and, after learning that things around here could be just as randomly cruel, necessary, he thought. His mind kept returning to Tony at the bar with his sealed bottle of liquor. The talk of loss and all of that... 

Yeah. People around here seemed like they could use a social get-together that allowed them to talk about lost friends or loves. People came here and people left without warning. It was a hard way to live, being that powerless. But really, was it any different from where they came from? Really? 

Richie sighs as he gets to the bar early and grabs himself a drink of something strong and foul-tasting. He wants to make sure he sips it instead of slugging the whole thing down in one go. No chance of that with this. He sits down at a chair and drums his fingers on the table. Part of his brain is telling him this is stupid and pointless and that he looks stupid for even trying. He buries the thought under another sip and an off-tune humming rendition of 'I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts'.

If no one shows up he's still got his drink. That'll be just fine.
 

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[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie makes his way over when he sees the young man. He gives him a smile and a little wave, "Kyle, hi. This is some fucking change after Coruscant, huh?"

[kyley_b]

"Yeah. I landed here first, but I didn't get to look around much." He looks relieved to see Eddie.

"The dude who organised this, he's your best friend, right?" He bounces his leg a little nervously. "I, uh. Kinda think I might have pissed some people off at that meeting thing so I thought... I dunno, maybe I shouldn't come. You were great, by the way, cos we DO need doctors."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

They bonded in Coruscant, okay? Eddie likes the kid.

He nods. "Yeah, Richie and I have known each other since we were kids." Ah yes, the meeting. Eddie pats him on the shoulder, giving him a tight lipped smile. "Hey, man, you brought up good points. Don't hide from people just 'cause not everyone agreed with you. You have every right to be here."

[kyley_b]

A nervous smile. "I'm, uhm. Not very good at making friends," he admits.

"Back home I knew the same people since I was born, basically. So it's not like I needed to know how to do it. I went away to university and found out I sucked."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie snorts, giving him a smirk, "Dude. I think we all discovered that at college. I swear to God half of the point of college is to break teenager's spirits."

[kyley_b]

Kyle looks more hopeful. "Really?" The idea that he's not the only one who is socially awkward is comforting.

"I'd just hate to alienate everyone on, well, an alien planet."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

"Really! For fuck's sake, I had the same six friends til I left home. Then I was just the weird kid who was petrified of germs. Who the fuck wants to make friends with a guy like that?"

No, really. He had issues, man. He nods, patting Kyle on the shoulder. "I think you'll be fine. Give 'em a chance to cool down and it'll all work out."