sky never stopped feeling uncomfortable in a hospital. he should have. besides spending a few months in one overseas, his brother also was one of the favorite doctors in all of ceres centropolis but that still didn’t shake the weird feeling hospitals gave him. when he walked in, he greeted some of the familiar faces (many of them welcomed him and expressed how happy they were that he was okay) and gestured to them that he was going to head to conrad’s office. they didn’t bother directing him to the office and just hoped they’d have a good lunch.
since this was conrad’s office, sky didn’t bother knocking. he just walked into the office, put the take-out burger bags on conrad’s desk (away from the paperwork, of course - he wasn’t an asshole, he was raised properly) and then he took the seat in front of conrad.
“i brought you lunch,” sky grinned at conrad as he leaned back in the chair.  “it’s the most delicious, double-bacon, double-patty, all american cheeseburger with extra bacon.” he lied. that was his burger, not conrad’s. // @avgmcnt
