ISAIAH.
isaiah is taken back by the sudden hug, yet takes no time to react.  “ zachary prescott? in the flesh? how you been, dude? ” his own question is drowned out by zach’s, and he nods his head.  “ yeah, she’s somewhere around here. you know ash, social butterfly. ” he smiles at the mention of his girlfriend, subconsciously peeking over zach’s shoulder to see if he could spot that familiar blonde. he doesn’t. returning his attention to his friend, his expression turns more serious,  “ what’s up with you? haven’t heard from your ass since you walked out on us. ”
at the mention of the girl, zach peered around the room, but didn’t seem to catch her. he shrugged, his attention going back to his friend. “i know, i know––i’ve been… busy, i guess? school stuff. moving. all that fun shit.” there was absolutely nothing busy about zach’s life since he had last been in the mysterybusters office. but, hopefully, isaiah wasn’t about to peak into his personal life too far. “i should have been texting you, dude. i’m sorry.” zach was struck with memories of his last conversation with isaiah’s other friend, their plucky coworker elijah, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty for the argument they had. he wondered if any of that news had made it to isaiah. “i’m boring, though, fuck what i’ve been up to––what’s new? how is blair doing? you guys get up to anything fun lately?”












