[ Red isn't the most patient person for this — the line might be necessary, but surely there's a better way to manage all these incoming people without ... holding literally everyone in line.
Except it could be much worse, in theory. The line doesn't seem too long at the moment, and near the end of the line is a very, very familiar jacket ( the same one she's wearing at this moment, in fact ). Enough that the smile on Red's lips grow, gently tapping the familiar figure on the shoulder. Should he turn around, there's a message waiting for him on the screen. ]
ii-ish.
Except it could be much worse, in theory. The line doesn't seem too long at the moment, and near the end of the line is a very, very familiar jacket ( the same one she's wearing at this moment, in fact ). Enough that the smile on Red's lips grow, gently tapping the familiar figure on the shoulder. Should he turn around, there's a message waiting for him on the screen. ]
I thought you went home early. [ Hi, Boxer. ]