It was quiet outside of the meeting room, the three Fated just waiting to be called in. Lucas was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, while the other two were kind of curled up next to him. None of them had worn fancy clothes today, instead being dressed in smart t-shirts and pants. It wasn’t the worst but it certainly wouldn’t do for an interview or nice dinner…not that they really cared currently.

Vincent had started dozing by the time that they heard anything from ...