Re: Side Rooms Simon/Morgan
Morgan had no idea how the man's thoughts could be so clear, when he looked like he had been through so much already. He didn't pick up everything, of course. It wasn't a running commentary of Simon's entire train of thought, but rather a few snapshots of it.
"My name is Morgan Aubrey," he replied, walking over to the table and dragging the two chairs into the centre of the room. He hadn't wanted Simon on his knees, but he didn't look so steady on his feet, either.
"Please," he said, gesturing to a chair, and taking the one opposite. "I run a club in Crescent Hills, and I'm looking for someone to possibly help me with it."