Sean Nast (cabalrebel) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-04-28 21:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, sean nast (cabalrebel), ~2020 april, ~~~dorian pavus (allflashnoheat) |
Who: Sean Nast and Dorian Pavus
What: Having lunch and getting a glimpse into his first time there
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: Bonnie Belle
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
It wasn't even quite one in the afternoon and Sean had already had a busy day. His job interview had been at eleven and, for as nervous as he'd been -- he couldn't really be blamed, considering it was his first job interview ever -- he'd felt better as soon as it was over. He'd walked out of there with the job, which he was a little surprised by. At the same time, it was oddly reassuring. He'd gotten something on his own merits. Yes, his father was in town, but Kristof didn't have nearly the presence that he'd had back home.
Things had run longer than he'd expected, between the interview itself and a brief tour. And, he wouldn't lie, he might've spent a good fifteen minutes in what was now his new office, just marveling at the fact that it was his. As a result, he was running right on time for lunch; according to most of his family, he would be running late. Prompt arrival was early arrival, a way to throw the other person off. A lesson that applied to business but that his family -- well, largely his uncle and his grandfather -- had expected him to utilize everywhere.
His only saving grace was that he was at least normal-people on time. And that Dorian didn't seem upset. Oh, good, maybe he really was on time. "Do me a favor, reassure me I'm not actually late," he said with a surprisingly easy-going smile as he approached the table. "Because my brain is telling me that I am."