Who: Mason and Joseph.
Where: Outskirts of town.
When: Evening.
( It was as he was thinking about heading back towards town that he caught sight of something. The shape wasn't on the road, exactly, rather to the side, and as he drew closer he recognised that it was moving, and that it was actually a person. A man, to be precise, with his head tucked down and his shoulders hunched, a universally recognisable pose that all but screamed discomfort. Understandable, given the rain. )
Who: Brendan and Fable.
Where: Starbucks.
When: Afternoon.
( Those who had come in alone and managed to grab a table were being asked to share, and Brendan was fully prepared to do the same soon enough. It didn't faze him in the least. )
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