[center][h1][color=98FB98]Quan Nguyen[/color][/h1][/center]

[color=98FB98][b]"Nice to-"[/b][/color]

[b]"Small world, ain't it!"[/b] Ryan interrupted, seemingly in awe. Quan sighed as his brother took over the conversation, standing to the side and messing with his phone. It was one of the things he hated about his brother; sometimes, he talked [i]way[/i] too much, and in his excitement, forgot about other people. [b]"It's like the whole freakin' city got drunk and needs coffee to make it through the day, Laura."[/b]

Quan tapped his brother's shoulder with the back of his palm, pointing to one of the few vacant tables. [color=98FB98][b]"I'm going over there."[/b][/color]

[b]"Yeah, yeah,"[/b] Ryan said. [b]"Anyway, you hear about the east and that virus? Quan's told me about some of that fucked up shit, said it was zombies. Not gonna lie, it's pretty sketchy..."[/b]