#dctspivot

a bowl of cereal is set in front of her. he’d offer coffee, if there was any. he often forgot to go grocery shopping, and that week was no different. tim had complained about it, and it still had escaped his memory. yet, he smiles. she didn’t have to check on him, but she did it anyway. it was a reason to smile. “——— sorry, cereal is all i have. and a whole block of cheese, but i’m saving that for lunch.”