Who: Martha and Eliot What: When someone's trying to end the world, go on a date When: Tuesday, October 20th, evening Where: Apartment complex, then out Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
With insanity beginning to break loose around the city again, a few hours away sounded more and more like a plan. That hadn't been his intention when he'd asked Martha out on a date, but with what she'd had to do the past couple of days, she needed to get out. He'd made reservations for an Italian place a few blocks away from where he worked, on some side street. One of Lawrence's best kept secrets or some other bragging right.
After a quick shower, he dug through the dresser to find a nice shirt. The last thing he'd been expecting to do was get a date around here, so it was a black shirt that had only been worn once. Clean jeans, leather jacket. Amulet on the chain around his neck, wallet in his pocket, keys in hand, he made one last check of the boards to make sure nothing had gone down while he was out, then left.
A few doors down, he knocked twice on the door and leaned back against the wall, waiting.