(He didn't want to leave San's side all day and didn't end up leaving at all until later that night.
It was an impulse, a desire to feel something that wasn't just sorrow. It was a need to feel the crash of people and perhaps even feed that weird little high of voyeurism he discovered about himself.
So, after taking care of San he left and headed toward the club. He didn't want anything but a drink and to immerse himself in the scenery while others found bliss in the music and dance. He told himself he'd be gone for no more than a few hours.)
Re: action ; 7/many (The seventh day)
It was an impulse, a desire to feel something that wasn't just sorrow. It was a need to feel the crash of people and perhaps even feed that weird little high of voyeurism he discovered about himself.
So, after taking care of San he left and headed toward the club. He didn't want anything but a drink and to immerse himself in the scenery while others found bliss in the music and dance. He told himself he'd be gone for no more than a few hours.)