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Reuben Enright

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I know what is right and wrong, I know what justice is... So why is it so hard to do what's right?

-- with work in the morning, you know..." He laughed awkwardly.


-- think of how to maneuver this without any harm being done, "I... I appreciate it, but, well... I don't want to get drunk --


-- Most could see from a mile away that he was a stuffy kid who didn't know how to relax. He cleared his throat, trying to --


At the suggestion, Reuben was clearly taken off guard. It wasn't often that someone attempted such an interaction with him, --


-- just liked the sound of it," He explained, looking into his drink instead of at the man.


-- Reuben let out a small little laugh, thinking of it, "It just means, 'behold, a son'. Isn't it boring? I think my mother --


-- to explain, Reuben knew it didn't make sense. But it was the reason he was here. "What Reuben means? It's boring, really,"--


Reuben didn't exactly drink to get drunk. He just... Wanted something else to think about than the usual things. It was hard--


-- his own drink, sipping from it before making restrained, polite conversation, "Chale... Does it have any meaning?"


-- shake in return, giving him a small smile that made his face light up. As he released his hand he turned to grab hold of --


"It's my pleasure, Chale," Reuben took on his usual mask of formality, taking his hand and giving it a surprisingly firm --


-- hefty load for this small, quiet man.


-- of the country, so his last name mattered far more than his first. And it meant he always represented them. It was a --


-- Reuben Enright, that is..." Last name came first, of course. He was part of one of the most pristegious families this side--


-- his throat before speaking, forcing his eyes to remain trained on the bright blue ones drilling into him, "Enright, --


-- people, but he did have manners drilled into him from the day he was born, so he had that at the very least. He cleared --


As he took in the male he slowly became more relaxed, formulating his regular battle plan in his head. He wasn't great with --


-- seemed, "O-Oh, um..." His eyes averted from the man briefly before returning, "Just a drink after work..."


-- to talk to him of all people. Reuben had always assumed he looked like a boring person. Apparently not boring enough, it --


-- place. He was the definition of pristine. The grey orbs studied every detail of this stranger, this odd man who would chose-


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