- // Aw man- This started when I was sleeping- This is also a mobile post.. //
- ASFJerome || Jerome Robert Aceti
Fatigued || Tags;; The Pack
- An alarm had been set for an early time but with only four hours of sleep; Jerome slept through it. His plane ride was overly exhausting but with the video Jerome wanted to record before getting some rest, the man couldn't help it. He had put on his tie quickly, he buttoning a dress coat over top, he pulling on a hat to hide his messy hair and bolting from the house.
His footsteps clicked against the pavement and echoed lightly throughout the street. Jerome checked his phone for any new messages. None at all. The Pack's meeting spot was a few blocked ahead and Jerome picked up the pace.
Once he arrived, Jerome leaned over on his knees in the foyer of the building to catch his breath best he could before entering. A small, exhausted smile came to his face as he saw the group. Hurrying over, Jerome pulled a chair in and plopped down into it.
"I apologize for arriving so late. Fatigue got the best of me.." Was what Jerome's excuse was. It wasn't all that much of a lie; he was still tired and it was clearly seen on his face and in his eyes. Letting out a breath, Jerome leaned back in his chair and listened to the other's speak, he wondering what the plan was next for them, even though he noticed there was one of them missing, Jerome didn't bring it up.