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Post by NOAH JAMES WELLINGTON on Oct 3, 2011 15:28:04 GMT -5
Noah woke up and yawned. The days were long and tiresome these days, but he'd made a new tour friend, Scarlett. So that was a plus. Drew was already awake when he got up, frankly Noah wasn't sure if the other bloke had even slept the night before. Noah said nothing to him as he passed to go to their shared bathroom. God forbid the magazine would spring for un-adjoining rooms, probably to make sure Noah worked and used Drew's knowledge to his full advantage. He showered quickly and threw on his clothes, also grabbing his camera, assuming Drew would say something about him being late and that they had to get a move on.
Drew had been in a mood lately. He was normally a chill guy, but something was bothering him, Noah could tell. And he wasn't one for deep conversations, but he was curious what was up with his mentor. Now, he wasn't sure Drew liked him much anyway since he tended to not take it too seriously and would rather be out partying. But Noah, as the boss's kid, had the advantage here.
"So Drew? What's eating you mate? You seem even more upset than usual." Noah asked coming over to Drew's desk and leaning on the wall beside it. "Well? Might help ya to get it off your chest, I'm a good bloke, won't print a thing." |
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