I8DT - Movin' Stuff For The Man (Open)

[Wanda Johansen]

Wanda disliked using pallet jacks, but actually carrying the pallets of food was more awkward than maintenance was willing to risk. So now she was pulling one along near the dining hall, loaded with stuff that she had to drop off at various places in the building.

[John Hino]

John trudged across her path, not entirely mindful of his surroundings. He seemed depressed, though with his features it could be difficult to tell.

[Wanda Johansen]

Wanda hauled the jack up short, getting it stopped just fine, although some of the boxes decided to make a break for it and tumbled to the floor.

[John Hino]

That got his attention.

"Oh God... I'm sorry. I... I wasn't looking..." he sighed.

"Here, let help," he said, kneeling to help pick up the boxes.

[Wanda Johansen]

Wanda worked to put the boxes back on the pile as well, "Something wrong, John?"

[John Hino]

"It's... just not a good day for me..." he answered.

[Wanda Johansen]

"Want to talk about it?"

[John Hino]

"I... shouldn't burden you with it..." he answered. It wasn't like him to hide his problems quite that way, but his past had never quite hurt the way it should before either.

[Wanda Johansen]

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine, but I don't mind listening."

[John Hino]

"Maybe... but not here."

[Wanda Johansen]

"Okay, well I've got more drop offs to make, so if it's not here, it'll have to wait until I'm done with work," she said, easily getting the jack moving again.

[John Hino]

"Okay. I'll probably be in my room. 304."

[Wanda Johansen]

"Okay, I'll be by when I'm done."

[John Hino]

"Alright," he nodded, smiling slightly, "For now I... should really go eat something."

[Wanda Johansen]

"Well, you're in the right place for that," she joked.

[John Hino]

"That I am," he said, smiling slightly more.

[Just start a dorm thread when ready]

[Wanda Johansen]

"See you later," Wanda said, continuing about her rounds.