Who: Thomas & Max
What: Visiting Amanda
Where: Max's place
When: Um. Earlier. But after the party.
Warnings/Rating: Thomas is pretty PG13, at most. Max might swears.
Note: Yes, both a log introduction AND a quicklog. Hahaha. There are no rules. It is anarchy. Anarchy I say.
[It's late. Or early, depending on your perspective.
Thomas doesn't use doors. He also doesn't appear to believe in shoes with soles, or clothes that are not gray and black. The trenchcoat doesn't look like urban camouflage up close, but it is; if he pulled up the gray hood of the sweatshirt under it, he'd practically disappear into the sidewalk. He decides not to wake Amanda up, and sits down instead on the stairs that lead up to her room, wearing a day's worth of stubble and a version of his flat expression that is closest to distraction. Needless to say, the cane is not in evidence. He does not expect anyone to be awake.]