james 'honey bunny' conrad (thetracker) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-05-11 22:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, james conrad, wesley gibson |
Who: Conrad & Wesley.
Where: Around New York.
When: 5/12, noon-ish.
What: Exploring.
Status: In progress.
Warnings: TBD but violence for sure.
Over the past few days, Conrad had reached out to Wesley on more than one occasion to play pool. Or foosball. Or whatever game the other man was in the mood to play. The Brit wasn't so concerned about how they spent their time. He was far more thrilled about having someone around who was willing to tolerate him, and vice versa. Friends were very few and far between when it came to Conrad. His resting bitch face probably didn't help with that. Needless to say, when the hotel arrived in New York on Wednesday, Wesley would be the one Conrad would pester about it. Conrad was already vaguely under the impression that the hotel could move from location to location, but hadn't received the chance to witness it himself. And instead of finding it scary or off-putting, Conrad was rather excited about it. They were in New York City. There was nothing threatening or eerie about that, was there? So he'd ask Wesley to meet him in the lobby. Conrad had finally changed out of his nineteen-seventies attire and was currently dressed in something a little more modern. He had also slept, so he appeared far less weary than he had on Saturday night. He had combed his hair, showered. He damn near looked like a completely different person, save for that forever-serious expression. He waved as Wesley came into view, visibly eager to get out of the hotel for a short while. "I've never been to New York, but I hear there's a really great pub or two close by.. Fancy a drink?" |