I still see your reflection inside of my eyes (nolonewolf) wrote in lab_rinth,
Tristan was suddenly feeling very unsure about nearly everything, but he tried to carry on with business as usual. He set to work on finishing the application he'd been filling out. He could examine his feelings about it all later, when he was alone in a warm bed finally.
"Something strange like eighty degree temps one week and a blizzard the next?" he asked dryly. That was sure as hell strange enough for him. He glanced over the paper, judged it done and shoved it across the desk to Jax. "So, if you wanna give me an address to come to, I'll go get as much of my stuff as I can," he said, sparing a sad thought for his motorcycle. He'd have to arrange a tow as soon as the snow cleared.