01-09-2019, 02:10 AM
JUST STANDING WAITING FOR THE PUNCHES
Tomorrow was glad the meeting came at dinnertime; he doubted he would've been informed of such an event unless Hayley herself told him, since she seemed to be the only one of the Lodge who'd taken a liking to him. He couldn't much blame the others, though it did make his stay more nerve wracking than would be preferable; oh well, it was a temporary situation anyways and he knew the people of the Lodge knew that.
Tomorrow shuffled in, flanked by Claire and Jeremiah. The dogs were hungrily gazing at the food that some people were already picking at, though Tomorrow gave a sharp whistle to remind them to behave. A few questioning and nasty glares in his direction afterwards once again reminded him he ought to remember his manners as well; he couldn't be as loud as he was used to with his companions nowadays.
The announcements so far didn't mean much to him; he was still a newcomer, not trusted enough for a rank or title like Hayley was talking about. Tomorrow had questions, but he bit his tongue and kept them to himself, not wanting to embarrass himself even more tonight. He glanced around for a place to sit, noticing an empty spot next to Brendan; he vehemently avoided that, knowing the boy had no patience for him or his companions. Tomorrow instead took a spot at a table that was already nearly full of friends all eagerly murmuring to each other and focused on the meeting.
Tomorrow shuffled in, flanked by Claire and Jeremiah. The dogs were hungrily gazing at the food that some people were already picking at, though Tomorrow gave a sharp whistle to remind them to behave. A few questioning and nasty glares in his direction afterwards once again reminded him he ought to remember his manners as well; he couldn't be as loud as he was used to with his companions nowadays.
The announcements so far didn't mean much to him; he was still a newcomer, not trusted enough for a rank or title like Hayley was talking about. Tomorrow had questions, but he bit his tongue and kept them to himself, not wanting to embarrass himself even more tonight. He glanced around for a place to sit, noticing an empty spot next to Brendan; he vehemently avoided that, knowing the boy had no patience for him or his companions. Tomorrow instead took a spot at a table that was already nearly full of friends all eagerly murmuring to each other and focused on the meeting.
'cus it don't make a difference anyway
tags - 26yrs - 6'1 - he/him - representative of fl
tags - 26yrs - 6'1 - he/him - representative of fl
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