<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img690/4042/edmundentin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Billy Wilson<br/><strong>Vehicle</strong>: Chrissa's White Rhino<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: white button shirt, blue vest, brown slacks<br/><strong>Travel From</strong>: Tristyn's apartment<br/><strong>Travel To</strong>: Jack's appartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chrissa<br/><br/>Billy could see Chrissa's expression when he said he lived in a gated community, but he wasn't offended or anything. Her reservations were her own to deal with. He wouldn't pry without need.<strong>"Ah, I see."</strong>The mention of a ranch outside of town caught his interest, though. That could be a place for them to hide their supplies and be safe for a while. Perhaps he would talk to Michael about that later. He could empathize with her routinary lifestyle, since he lived his life in a similar way, although their lives were pretty much opposite of one another.<br/><br/><strong>"Having a routine is good, gives people a sense of normalcy. It takes discipline not to stray."</strong>Billy said with a smile,<strong>"Or it could just be that we're control freaks."</strong>He chuckled a bit.<strong>"It wouldn't be surprising if people eventually look to go back to the things they did before this crisis, just to get that familiarity back into their lives."</strong>