![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
Zombie Apocalypse Survival Plans
Who: Verity and Josh
When: early afternoon
Where: the lobby
Josh had two states of being these days: flushed red, hot and sweating or just out of the shower with wet hair. He was in the latter state as he walked down the steps from the first floor to the lobby level, slowly so he wouldn't get warm again anytime soon. He was quite possibly the only person in the hotel for whom a lack of hot water wasn't a problem; his showers were icy cold and he liked them that way. He stepped through the stairwell door into the lobby, damp hair dripping onto the neck of his t-shirt, and paused when he saw Verity doing... something on the other side of it.
He hadn't seen the guy since he and Joyce had brought him here to the hotel, and he'd been so out of it by the time they'd gotten here that it was kind of embarrassing to think about it. He thought for a few seconds and then began walking in that direction, curious about what he was doing.
( forming a motley enclave of those too lucky, skilled, or stubborn to die )
When: early afternoon
Where: the lobby
Josh had two states of being these days: flushed red, hot and sweating or just out of the shower with wet hair. He was in the latter state as he walked down the steps from the first floor to the lobby level, slowly so he wouldn't get warm again anytime soon. He was quite possibly the only person in the hotel for whom a lack of hot water wasn't a problem; his showers were icy cold and he liked them that way. He stepped through the stairwell door into the lobby, damp hair dripping onto the neck of his t-shirt, and paused when he saw Verity doing... something on the other side of it.
He hadn't seen the guy since he and Joyce had brought him here to the hotel, and he'd been so out of it by the time they'd gotten here that it was kind of embarrassing to think about it. He thought for a few seconds and then began walking in that direction, curious about what he was doing.
( forming a motley enclave of those too lucky, skilled, or stubborn to die )
