The Deck, Thursday Afternoon

[genesishero]

It was a nice day, maybe even a little cooler than it had been in a while by the time the late afternoon had rolled around, and Evan didn't have any classes to worry about.

Or homework.

Or, really, much of anything. And, as much as he wanted to just hang out in his room and read in silence, he hadn't really done much getting out since coming to Fandom, either, and had decided that today was a good day to go outside, get some sun, and maybe meet a few people. And if he just so happened to bring a book with him to read while he was waiting for somebody to maybe come outside, well... that was him being productive, see?

Besides, he'd found a book in the library that was all about survivors' accounts of some horrible zombie outbreak, and it was pretty fascinating. He kept saying to himself, 'just one more,' and then moving on to the next chapter each time he finished one. After reaching one chapter in particular, he knew one thing for certain: He was never, ever going to try to escape to Canada.

[Open! I need some happy shiny goodtimes to counteract the fact that Marvel is already making life difficult for this kid.]