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Taking a later lunch than everyone else on the day-shift was the beauty of having some downtime, Nate mused. The choice of spots was a richer harvest, and he happily carried his tray to his favourite place by the railing that overlooked the pier. The fresh air was nice and the view was incredible; both worked to mitigate the mediocrity of the food that was served. Nate didn't mind. He loved being stationed here on Atlantis and with both his brother and his best friend off on missions with their respective teams, today also afforded him a nice modicum of peace and quiet.
Not that he minded the company of Tim and Jake, but he was very much his father's son when it came to being a bit of an introvert. He wasn't even through taking his first mouthful of food when his mind drifted to his plans of taking his book down to the northwest pier for the rest of the afternoon.
Not that he minded the company of Tim and Jake, but he was very much his father's son when it came to being a bit of an introvert. He wasn't even through taking his first mouthful of food when his mind drifted to his plans of taking his book down to the northwest pier for the rest of the afternoon.
