#m;randy

The mayor was exhausted after that speech. It was an eventful morning between getting slapped and then getting engaged his life was sure wild. The mayor was struggling to find someone to talk to. Everyone so far seemed to be a bit judgmental because well he was the mayor. Randy was surprised seeing someone sitting by themselves. Randy decided next to the blonde gentleman. There was a smile.

"Carnivals am I right?"

Henry Lyons. What words can Randy use to describe the man. Loyal, not willing to take shit. So many things the fox could never be. Randy might be the mayor, but he was also a spineless figurehead, under the oea's bidding. He hated that they could take away so much from him. But Henry was that one thing they couldn't-at least Randy hoped and prayed they wouldn't.

This was probably the thirtieth time this month he tried. Because he was also fearful of the reaction. He could see himself sitting next to Henry on the rooftop letting Henry's smile gleaming against the sunset and the light glimmering through the full moon. The confusion was palpatable on both of them, as they navigated it together. But Randy was the one to leave for the Army all those years ago.

Was he Randy or Mayor Jang? Why even after all these years he still loved cared for Henry Lyons. The fox finally got the courage to knock, he held his breath waiting for the door to open.

There was an annoyance as he entered the room. He had no idea why he agreed to Mr. Carrington's idea of hearing the people. Doesn't the man know 2:00 in the afternoon is when he takes his beloved fox naps. Mayor Jang did promise to hear out his constituents, and he was sure Gianna Madden would use it against him. There was a sigh as he met the person's eyes.

"No need for introductions, just tell me your grievances and I'll see what I can do." He said simply.

Randy was attempting a handstand for several moments. He was trying to prove a point or something. The mayor didn't care. He tried to keep his compsure as he continued doing the hand stand. He finally stop and met Liliana's eyes as he met her eyes. He was stretching.

"That's going to hurt like hell come tomorrow." Randy adjusted himself. "Whats my time?"

The mayor at this point was absolutely slugged. He probably had unhibited thoughts and ideas. Still he didn't have inhibition to recognize that he should go home. Still he was too jovial. With a spring in his step, he waved at the chef.

"Theodore, darling how are you?" Randy asked. "Whats new with you?" He said as ordered one sangria.

Randy was laughing his butt as he began to drink. There was a freeness as he had another beer. For once he was spending time with Tara as a person and not the mayor. Somehow though, being plastered he couldn't help ask that one burning question. Now that Tara was chief, who was her deputy. There was a chuckle as he settled the drink

"Tara you are beautiful, smart, and fabulous." Randy said with a hiccup. "You are also one of my closest confidants. So you have to tell me." He said holding a bendy straw near her. "Who is your deputy?"

The mayor knew that fucking name. He knew that idiot that faxed the office every week. Maybe Hunter had enough hence the meeting. Randy sighed. This idiot might be more eloquent than in person.

Randy heard the secretary say someone come in but he was frankly so uninterested he didn’t want to interact in any shape or form . But he felt the sense. The aura of a familiar creature, fellow kin he should say. There was a sharp grit of his teeth. Not possible. The last person he knew with that aura…. Not possible.

He looked up in shock

"Seo-Yeon?" He whispered. He paused looking at TJ, at certain angles he looked like her. "Do you know her?" He couldn't help but ask

The stress was palpatable as he noticed the sudden downpour from the sky. The mayor was suppose to do another city hall meeting. Randy groaned as he looked at his escort, there was a silence before he finally talked.

"Do you think anyone will come?" he asked. "Doesn't seem to be lighten up."