Kara knocks on the door of 197, having seen the flier and heard about Manny from some other residents. And she wants to see if she can trade for a few things.
A few days after Manny's conversation with Tim, Santa (gift bag included) appears in the lobby. Right out of thin air. The Santa looks around and then looks down at himself, as if inspecting something. Then, with a nod, he runs up the stairs to the first floor. Then the second. And the third. Then back down to the lobby, past the shops, and out to the grounds.
Man. That guy's in a hurry.
March 19th, 2008
Backdated-Seeking out Manny-(OOCslowtime, because I feel like ass)
He wondered was it still the same room, wondered if he even still had anything resembling what he needed.
AZT and...
He shouldn't. He knew he shouldn't he'd been doing so well. But he'd been so dammed useless the day of the explosion, a few scratches on his hands and face and he'd been unable to help anyone. People had come to him for help and he'd had to tell them to stay back, stay away.
Your own blood cells betray
He knocked on the door he hoped was Manny's and took a deep breath. If he could use once. Just once.
It would be better. He'd be focused and he could quit properly. He just needed....