Re: Hallway: Clem, Amelia, Shane, Graham
[Shane didn't make fucking eye contact with anyone. He frowned, irritated, as Clementine and Amelia filed on by, shoes lifting from dusty carpet and dropping again on asphalt. There was some inaudible grumble shared with Graham before they four of them were moved through worlds or whatever the fuck and the door swung shut behind them.
No one seemed to notice the addition of several shabby looking people, not even in the swathing reach of waning summer sunlight that broke down the side of the street, snagging in the web of leaves of trees planted with intent. The only reaction they got was the annoyed handwave of a mother with her daughter as she passed through the smoke of Shane's cigarette.
The man ignored the reaction and looked around.] Let's find somewhere to fucking sleep then.