who: Felix & Nathan @monstersunderurbed
where: Wandering Atlas after hours
what: Help Me With Some Boxes?
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It wasn't rare that Felix was at Wandering Atlas well into the evening, but lately it was feeling easier and easier now that the sun wasn't going down until well past 8pm. They still had a couple hours before it even got close, which meant Felix could keep most of the "big lights" off and save on electricity and allow the oversized windows shed light on the modern features.
Felix normally wouldn't have asked Nate for help. Unfortunately, he had a hard time asking for help with most people, but for some reason it always felt harder asking Nate. Lately things felt a little easier. Him knowing about Claire felt like he could finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. No more big secrets, mostly just the truth. There would always been some things unspoken, but weren't all families like that?
He had placed the pizza order and put a bottle of white wine, probably from some gift basket at some point, in the kitchenette fridge to chill as he finished up a few things around the office as he waited for Nate to show. As usual for Felix, just as he began making strides in his work, the front door swung open. "In here!" he called out from his office, through the open door.
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