[ Suppressing a snort, John nods. They can go down to the restaurant later, grab potstickers and chow mein and call it a meal. It's not like he eats well himself - most of the supplies go to refugees, so even now that he's out of the military, he's still living on MREs. ]
Sure. We can work up an appetite first.
[ Another minute, and they're walking past the shitty chinese restaurant storefront to his building door, tucked in between two buildings. Up two flights of stairs, and they're there. It's sparse, no need to decorate a hole in a wall he barely spends any time in, but it's functional. ]
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Date: 2017-12-07 03:09 pm (UTC)Sure. We can work up an appetite first.
[ Another minute, and they're walking past the shitty chinese restaurant storefront to his building door, tucked in between two buildings. Up two flights of stairs, and they're there. It's sparse, no need to decorate a hole in a wall he barely spends any time in, but it's functional. ]
Make yourself at home.