As much as Miles wanted to just plop down and take a rest on the beanbags in the suspiciously comfortable looking room, he knew that first impressions were e v e r y t h i ng. He restrained from acting like a child (though the girl did seem comfortable…) and sat across from the Jayde with his rifle case slung over the back of the chair. A few seconds later a fourth person came scrambling in, but Miles was too focused on the idea of the meeting to notice them. He ran his hands through his hair and turned to the head of the table.
Crys pulled at her phone and scrolled through stuff as she waited for more to come and the meeting to finally start.
(who are we waiting for?)
(nobody but particularly. Just waiting to start the meeting.)
(t h e y a l w a y s s a y e e h a w b u t t h e y n e v e r a s k h a w y e e)
(Are you going to start it?)
Soon enough the boss walked in and sat at the head of the table and looked at everyone "Morning. Shall we start?"
Jayde looked up from her laptop and nodded towards the boss.
Miles gave The Boss an attentive nod. He ceased fidgeting with his ring.
"Alright time for reports. Who would like to start." He said opening a notebook.
