<div style="text-align: center">《 Josh》<br/>
Location: Leavenworth Lodge<br/>
P<i>resent: Kennedy, Jeb<br/>
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</div>Josh was one to instantly like or dislike people, and it was obvious that he was taking a shine to the newcomer. After all, Miles rarely allowed people into the sanctuary he had created, and here Kennedy was, newly met and already given a room to inhabit. There had to be something about the fellow that Miles liked, and he rarely liked<i>anyone.</i><br/><br/>"A room? Sure, yeah-yeah," Josh said. He left his brother to begin making food. Removing his hat and running a hand through his longish hair, he nearly skipped off to show their new companion where the empty rooms were. He and his brother rarely stayed there. Usually it was because they were overly-dirty, and Loretta had a thing about having a clean house.<br/><br/>He wondered if Miles would still enforce her rules now that she had passed on. He leaned a hand against the door frame of the room Kennedy picked and looked inside, wondering if the guy realized how odd it was to see people once again inhabiting the rooms that once belonged to Miles' kids when they came to stay. Josh had only met them a few times, but even then, seeing Kennedy in the room made him feel wistful for bygone days.<br/><br/>"Rules? Yeah, I suppose just don't be an asshole," he chuckled, rolling his dark eyes away and glancing at the paintings on the wall. After a moment he returned his gaze to Kennedy.<br/><br/>"Miles' wife passed this morning, so…maybe steer clear of questions about his family." He ran the tip of his tongue across the seam of his tightly closed lips. Then he sighed.<br/><br/>"But no, no real rules I suppose. No shoes on the furniture, clean up after yourself, and only use the water you need. Towels are in the bath closet…" he shrugged. "I mean, this used to be an Air BnB before he bought it for his family."<br/><br/>Grinning cheekily he added, "So yeah – don't be an asshole, and you'll do okay."