Re: Legacy's new digs
Zeke, unsurprisingly, had one of the biggest headaches he could ever remember having. There was empty and quiet, and then there was Zeke muttering under his breath in a pair of boxers, a tank top and a dark blue bathrobe that had been left untied. Moving around the kitchen of the sprawling complex he digs out the coffee can and starts brewing some up.
"Be it ever so humble.."
It had been too long since he had been back in Weston. Working with the government, of all organizations, to get the colleges and boot camps set up for people. And how they would be run, funded, everything. It was snowballing away from him, at for the most part he was alright with that. It was just nice to be somewhere he knew he belonged.