Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-31129923-20181119100210/@comment-31129923-20181120070132

"Tom, why couldn't-" Bill started to call out for his assistant but the visitor had already taken a "seat".

After he spun his office chair back to fully face the front of the room, he suddenly found himself confronted by a professional, yet unfamiliar looking stranger. They looked to be at least around his age, were well-dressed and appeared to be incredibly physically fit despite their potential age.

At first glance, he assumed they were some slick lobbyist figuring his Congressional seat had been in the news last week, rated as a tossup. However, as their applicable few words of introduction came upon him, he quickly realized they were not here to pander to his ego in exchange for a favor. Once the name "Matthew Jones" hit his ears, he instantly felt skeptical of this figure's stopover.

Bill took a quiet breath and folded his hands together on his desk in the usual fashion while talking business. Then, made his posture stiff, as to look intimidating within his own office. It was just then the man said something along the type of political language he was used to.

"A Matthew Jones?" he began, playing ignorant to their name, "don't mind the clutter, I'm just coming back to the ol' hometown. What brings you here?" he put on a fake smile as well to mask his suspicion.