WHO: Wesley and Ewan WHAT: After 7 years, Wesley tracks down his pal. WHERE: Grand Central Station WHEN: January 24th, mid day RATING: Maybe some British cursing? STATUS: In progress.
Seven years was a long time to think someone was dead. Wes almost had a stroke when he got an answer from Ewan almost immediately. When they got the connections working, he waited to sign up. When he finally got an intranet account, he decided to give it a shot to find his former best friend. Honestly, he didn't except any kind of response. But now that he had a location, he was on his way.
Early the next morning, he signed out of the City Hall Safe house, and made his way across town to Grand Central Station. He had a few close calls with the undead, but nothing he wasn't able to outrun. For that he was very grateful. When he arrived at the new safe house, he had to go through checkpoints and sign in. At first, he was a little anxious. Seven years, and now he knew Ewan was alive. He entered the bunker, looking from person to person. None of them were Ewan. It was almost torture.
Eventually, he stopped in the middle of the building, looking at the ceiling. He hoped Ewan was here, he told the bastard not to leave. But it was a big place. So it would be hard to find him without knowing exactly where he was staying in Grand Central. So for now, he decided to let Ewan find him.