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Nathaniel (wordless) wrote in outofshadowsrpg,

Being the one without a family to keep going on Sundays, Nate was often working the days that others didn't want to. He didn't tend to mind. Deirdre slept late most days and so as long as he brought dinner home they were pretty easily settled with whatever they needed. Sunday afternoon and evening was often slow though, and so he was in the back room playing a computer game when he heard the voice from the front.

It wasn't someone he recognised, which was a problem in a way. He couldn't speak, and while there was a pad on the table nearby in case, sometimes that was awkward. He grabbed it though after waving and scrawled a note, asking what was wrong, since she could at least start him on what needed to be checked.