It's perfectly natural for people to drift apart, here in the City the same as any other place; and really Cameron's more prone to it than most. Her habit is to throw herself into work when things aren't going quite right, and here it seems like making plans is an invitation to disaster.
But there's a time for reconnecting, a time when it's more than a "wouldn't it be nice?" Losing people is something she understands all too well, and if it's an ironic reason to meet it's also a pointed one.
She's not early but not late, lips curving in a small smile as she crosses the lobby, her coat already buttoned, a pair of gloves clutched in one hand.
❝ do you believe in what you see? there doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me ❞
But there's a time for reconnecting, a time when it's more than a "wouldn't it be nice?" Losing people is something she understands all too well, and if it's an ironic reason to meet it's also a pointed one.
She's not early but not late, lips curving in a small smile as she crosses the lobby, her coat already buttoned, a pair of gloves clutched in one hand.
"You haven't been waiting long, I hope."