Brandon Stone (notalover) wrote in undeadsiegeic, @ 2014-12-20 17:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | brandon, nate |
WHO: Brandon and Nate
WHAT: Hanging out in the security office
WHERE: The... security office? :D
WHEN: Evening
A truly good mood was a feeling wholly unfamiliar to Brandon, but he was still carrying the positivity from Christmas decorating the other day. That and the fact that Alana had been unexpectedly cool about spending a holiday away from home was kind of rubbing off on him. Not that he wasn't completely aware that spending Christmas in the god damned apocalypse wasn't even close to ideal, but sometimes parents had to make due with shit like that, didn't they? That was what Brandon always figured. So, today, he had a smile on his face as he headed to the security office. Just a quick check of the cameras was all he intended on today, and then someone else could sit in and watch for awhile. Alana wanted to use her portable DVD player to watch some Christmas movie or another, and frankly, if his little girl was in a good mood, who was he to begrudge her? He pushed the door open and upon a cursory glance around, spotted a somewhat familiar face sitting at the line of monitors. They hadn't really had a lot of extended contact, but it was hard not to know a face in a situation like this. Nate somethingorother, right? He was sure they'd sat here together one or two days, but Brandon was in a far less positive mood on those days, so he hadn't been terribly chatty. That was his excuse, at least. Ducking his head in greeting, he smiled casually and leaned against the wall. "Anything interesting popped up?" he asked. |