Doors Logs

Who: Aran and Charlie
What: Reuniting
Where: Aran's trailer
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: Nope

( That's how she showed up in Aran's trailer yard, winded from the run, dark hair sweat-clung to her face, painted guitar under one arm, a grin of victory cast across her pink stung mouth. )

Who: Jonathan Crane
What: A narrative.
Where: New Arkham.
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: None.

( He would be patient. )

Who: Dex, Dylan, Ella (+Beth), Jack, Max
What: The dinner table
Where: Max's townhouse
When: Thanksgiving
Warnings/Rating: IDK

Nothing was decorated, because Max didn't do decorations, not since Seattle. But the townhouse was clean, and she'd rented a table that was big enough to hold six chairs and whatever food Ella was making. This olive branch, which had been as spur of the moment as anything could be, was starting to feel like a bad idea. She had visions of flying turkey and smashing beer bottles, and she couldn't shake them. She knew it was ridiculous. She knew that awkwardness was much more likely than a food fight, but the kitchen counter was lined with beer and bottles of booze (just in case).