Monday - February 16th, 2009
Who: James and Lloyd When: Afternoon Where: Lloyd's apartment What: An unexpected visitor drops by
Devon and Will didn't want him around. Rocky was off checking on some of her other friends. Fisher was with Lyle and wanted to stay there for a few days so James was on his own, a fact he didn't do well with. He had been at the old apartment, packing things up. It was... upsetting and he needed a break. So he decided to track down one other person that had been on his mind when he'd heard that everyone was getting sick, Lloyd. It'd been forever since he'd seen him. He'd been a shit friend to Lloyd for a long time now and James knew that. But Lloyd should have expected it. James was selfish and selfish people didn't make for good friends or, well, much of anything else really.
Arriving at the apartment door, James checked his reflection in the glass of a nearby fire extinguisher case, a hand moving up to adjust a few perfect strands of hair. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked, he lifted a hand to knock, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited. He was tanned and a bit heavier now than before he'd left for Vegas. The lack of the stress that he felt in this place had done him a lot of good. He looked healthier. But at what cost? That was another question all together.