Connor Safehouse, Virginia, Early Sat

[apocalypsesoon]

John woke up early, not able to sleep well. Night of tossing and turning, and it wasn't work related. Something was nagging him, something important. He stared out at the sunrise over his cup of coffee and glanced at the calendar.

Oh, shit. Graduation? Was that this week or next? Either way, it wouldn't be something to miss.

[ooc: pester the Connor about graduation? Open for phone/visitors]