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Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time

Wandering the crowded streets of London had proven a good thing for him. In talking to random people amongst the sidewalk, he had learned of a little Irish place in what was known as the Grator Slums. From the sound of the place, it wasn’t as bad as he had thought it to be. The streets were a bit littered and people roamed aimlessly around, seeming to not have a care in the world. At least, for Ardan, there actually were people on the streets. He couldn’t stand to be alone, but he soon realized that while he was here, that might be just what would happen.

Upon entering the restaurant, the Irish born boy took in the sights with slightly shocked dark eyes. No, it wasn’t what he expected, but it would have to do. He was homesick and although this reminded him nothing of his homeland, Ardan decided to stay. With a sigh, he picked a table in the back of the room, hoping to do some people watching while he was here. One of his pastimes, he found that people were all unique in the way they acted, either alone or with a group of other people. Of course, not many people like being watched, but he didn’t care, it wasn’t like he was harming them.

Only ordering a small something to snack on while he looked around, Ardan wondered what exactly it was that he would find in London. He had left home to pursue his dreams of becoming a famous artist, but so far, he wasn’t having any luck. This didn’t down his cheerful spirits though; he knew sooner or later he would find another creative mind to enjoy his work. He only hoped that the job would come to him sooner than it would later. Hell, he’d even go for being a graphic artist, designing magazine covers or something like that. Ardan just wanted to do what he loved and that was drawing.

Switching his gaze from the people around him to the interior of the building itself, Ardan was slightly pleased. Ireland’s flag, along with anything else Irish, hung proudly on the walls. He only hoped the atmosphere wouldn’t get to down and depressing, for he knew that Irish folks were actually quite happy, despite whatever mood they were in, at least the ones he knew. Humming softly to himself, he began to think of his father. He missed him greatly, but it had been his dad’s dream, as well as his own, to see Ardan succeed in doing what he loved. His father was a great musician that made it big and the Irish born looked up to him, wanting to be just as successful.

Suddenly becoming lost in his thoughts, Ardan didn’t even notice when his food had arrived. He simply stared before him, not really at anything in particular. His head was resting on a tan hand, though it seemed slightly yellow due to the lighting. Sighing softly, he played with his food. He hoped coming to London had been a good idea, but he couldn’t give up so quickly. Tapping his fingers on the table as he half-heartedly tasted the food put in front of him minutes ago. It was room temperature, instead of fresh from the kitchen, but Ardan couldn’t tell. He was to wrapped up in the thoughts that raced through his mind.

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