sonic_arrow:

It was nighttime in Gotham City.  Keith had managed to obscure himself well enough.  He wore a lot of things over his face to keep anybody from knowing who he was.  Didn't keep a cellphone on him, to make sure nobody could track him.  And everything he needed was tucked away in a duffle bag that he always had nearby.  He got to a payphone and thought about who to call.  He knew he needed to tell Marissa what had happened.  She'd be shocked to know he was still alive, to say the least, but she had to know he was still alive.

He put the money in the phone and dialed her cellphone number.

half_angel_eli:

"And all the lovely ladies, they wore a gossamer gown. They rode the handsome gentlemen all up and down the town," Eli sang to himself, rather loudly as he drank down some beer. He was up on the roof with a six pack of them drink, on number three.

He thought about calling GK earlier, but he didn't want to be a bother. He just felt really bad in a way, GK was just so nice and he was a terrible person. It was like GK would get the moon for him if he asked, which didn't feel right.

Not knowing how to handle it, he did what he always did, which was to run away. In this case away from sobriety.