John hates Monday's. He also hates waking up early, heavy books, and open toed shoes. Not that he wears open toed shoes but he still hates them
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Angel took Sean off his leash. The puppy ran full-tilt for Other Guy so he could give him an enthusiastic good morning. "Oh. Nothing much. Usual. Same old, same old."
Angel was clearly all but begging to be cajoled out of what he knew that they didn't know about last night. He feigned casualness. "Oh, hey, is that coffee?"
"We're outta coffee," John says, picking Sean up and kissing his head. "Lee made some tea. And if this mood was the result of same old, same old, you'd bee stoic, not chipper. What gives?"
"There's tea and some hot chocolate," John says, not noticing the shock. "I gotta go to the store and get some more coffee. We drained the supply over break."
"Tea, I guess," Angel said. He shucked off his coat and hung it up in his closet. "Oh! Before I forget. I loaned my Little Brother some of your socks. He didn't have any and since I don't feel cold figured yours would be better for the whole warm thing."
One might accuse the vampire of being almost agressively perky. Cheerful. Chipper, even. Dare we call it? A good mood.
"Hey guys!"
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Angel was clearly all but begging to be cajoled out of what he knew that they didn't know about last night. He feigned casualness. "Oh, hey, is that coffee?"
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"There's no coffee??"
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Angel took a seat. He gave John a grin. "So.... what's new?"
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It was possible even Angel knew how lame that sounded. On the upside, he had other things to talk about. "Callisto joined me."
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