ZION
fingers running through his ginger locks, standing in line. zion was never one for coffee, but from lack of sleep the night before, he thought it’d come in good use – if only the line wasn’t so long. as he let out a slight huff, his eyes fell to the floor and he noticed something fall from the person in front of him pocket before leaning down to pick it up. “uh -” he cleared his throat, tapping their shoulder with his index finger. “is this yours?”
“ jesus ! you just saved my life ! ” green eyes turn massive in a dough of shock and gratitude, how could he have been so RECKLESS ? if it weren’t for this kind young bloke, he would have lost his sole access to his office. the keys crinkle to his embrace and sheepish, his teeth flash bright and wide. “ don’t think i could’ve ever forgiven myself if i ever lost this. thank you ! ”
