noah exists in a world that's (loud) wrote in repose,
Re: Crew Meetings & Interactions.
Noah hadn't seen Gunster in a minute, man. Look at him, all grown up and shit. Noah smiled after the bro hug/shake, giving a ''sup?' as he stepped back. His hat slipped back a little from the nod of his head, but he clapped a hand over it at the back, just as Jamie came walking up. He recognized the dude—from Holly's memories and conversations and stuff, but it was always weird to see people in the flesh after that. He got that Jamie was being weirded out by him rn too, because he was getting a freaky sensation regarding himself and it wasn't that hard to place. "Hey, dude. I'm Noah." He would've held his hand out for a shake, but Ren was already moving on. So, okay, moving on, with only a lingering glance over the ballet shirt.
Now, to say Noah had no idea what was going on would be an understatement. He didn't even know the lingo. He was trying? But, he had no experienced with this shit, and he would've been way better as, like, an actor. But, here he was, looking at a piece of paper, as Ren gestured around. Noah was trying to imagine it all, and he looked at Gunster when he spoke. He had no idea how to build furniture. Did these people build furniture? "Man, you go to the thrift store, right?"