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[andythane]

KIT TAYLOR | @kitaylcr​

Andy doesn’t do well in crowds, he never has. The stress of the storm beginning to rage outside doesn’t do any favors, either. So in an attempt to keep himself afloat — Once the kids are settled with Hazel and Rowan’s helping set up the medical area— He focuses on something he /can/ control. Finding Kit among the crowd of people in the auditorium is easy enough. “Walk with me,” Andy doesn’t bother to give the man a proper greeting, before he’s nodding to the door. He doesn’t say much as they walk, settling in an empty classroom on the second floor, so they can have this conversation privately. “I got a job for you.” Andy begins again once the door closes behind him, arms crossing over his chest.

[andythane]

KIT TAYLOR | @kitaylcr​

when + where club house, september 13th

They don’t speak anymore. It’s not a surprise -- Andy didn’t expect to be particularly buddy-buddy with one another after Kit got the job done. What happened between them was brought on by club politics, but it doesn’t change that a piece of Andy misses his friend. Of course, he keeps that part to himself, letting the contempt he still holds for Kit drown it out. The two have barely spoken since the storm, and while Andy hasn’t necessarily been avoiding Kit, he certainly hasn’t sought him out. “What do you want?” He greets the man, not bothering with an pleasantries or social graces. Andy’s sitting atop a picnic table outside the clubhouse, smoking a cigarette and enjoying his brief moment to himself. “I was enjoying the peace and quiet.” 

[mataapollo]

she takes residence in the swat next to the main , not really giving him a second glance and turning towards the bartender . what will you be having ma’am ❛ Gin and tonic. Hendricks if you have it, otherwise Bombay Sapphire. Cucumber with the Hendricks, lime with the Bombay ❜  pulling out the black plastic from her chanel clutch ❛  keep the tab open . ❜ she turns to see the man chopping on some peanuts ❛ and a side of those . ❜

// @kitaylcr​