Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722215436/@comment-5543592-20190724003215

Tanner opened the door and quietly slipped inside.

They stepped in a kind of break room, with a hallway to their right and small offices to their front and left. A table, surrounding by mismatching chairs, occupied the center space.

A man in black combat fatigues stood with his back to them. He was leaning against the door frame of one of the offices, speaking with whoever was inside--they couldn't see past him.

"So, uh, what time do you get off work today?"

"Eight." A woman's voice replied. "Why?"

"I don't know.  Asking.  Got any plans?"