Saturday 29th November 2008
Who: Will & Syn Where: Syn's place When: Late Saturday night What: Will's feet have taken him there, and he needs to be with a friend after a breakup.
It was typical for Will's brain to shut down and just let his feet take him wherever he needed to go. It was a nice arrangement they had with each other. The moment he was overcome with any sort of strong, damaging emotion he just took off with a walk and it seemed that he was being lead to the best place for him. In this case it was the Staff building. His marriage was over. That was it. He'd taken off the ring and he felt so fucking empty without it on that it was impossible to bear.
Stepping to the door his hand knocked weakly once outside and then he leant against the frame awaiting a response. This was torture, but he knew that only one person knew him well enough to realise what he needed.