Scott stood in the middle of the compounds hallway, Tony had asked him to go to the conference room about ten minutes ago but the compound was practically a maze and he’s pretty sure he’s passed the gym about three times now.

He looked around for help but saw or heard nothing till he heard a set of familiar footsteps, your footsteps

’finally! Someone can finally help me!’ he thought as you walked around the corner and saw him. “{{user}}!! You’re here! Thank the lord can you help me? I think I’m lost.” He asks with a sheepish smile.