Chris Argent (argentum) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2017-01-03 18:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, chris argent (argentum), ~2017 january, ~25 points, ~~isaac lahey (nosmallspaces) |
Who: Chris Argent and Isaac Lahey
What: Something that almost looks like bonding, if you tilt your head and squint a little
When: Tuesday evening
Where: The house
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
It'd been a pretty uneventful day -- checking in on Jill, then heading off to work. And work hadn't been anything out of the ordinary, the same people in buying the same things. With what he did for work, though, he was grateful for every day that was an uneventful one. Eventful days meant something was wrong, or that somebody who wouldn't know the meaning of the words "gun safety" if it bit them in the face had shown up in town.
He was in a good mood as he let himself into the house and really, why shouldn't he be? He was coming up on three years in town, he had his family, and he hadn't gone home and stayed there. Okay, so apparently he'd gone back twice, and did that first one have to count if he didn't remember being in town in the first place? And he could've done without going home the second time, given the way he'd come back. But still, he was happy in town, genuinely happy. He hadn't been that kind of happy at home in a long damn time.
Chris noticed as he passed the living room that Isaac was home; he backtracked a few steps to stick his head into the living room proper to say hello. He knew Isaac had heard him come in, but that didn't mean he was going to ignore the young man.