date: april 10th, 2020 time: a half hour after red stormed out location: the spring celebration status: closed to @onceangel
Rhett had flitted around the room, making his rounds and talking to his friends and colleagues alike. And he was exhausted. His social battery tended to run out after w few hours of forcing himself to say the wittiest thing imaginable, so he wandered out the back door and pulled out a cigarette, wanting to focus on something else. And nicotine always helped with that.
The door beside him creaks open to announce another person exiting out the back entrance. He takes another drag and pulls the lit cigarette from his lips and offers up a smile, “Sup?” He asks the stranger, “You lookin’ to escape social situations too?”
