#finwalker

Usually after finishing work, if he could help it, Mic headed directly to the bar in order to get a drink in before returning home to what always seemed to be chaos. Today wasn’t any different, and his mom had messaged to let him know she had it under control. A slightly relived sigh had left his lips, as he looked over to the person next to him. “Rough day?” He figured he’d ask as he was just looking to kill some more time before he knew he had to head off.

“Can you actually sit still for like a second?” She asked before emitting a small chuckle while shaking her head at him. “You are not going to be looking fabulous if you keep moving, and I am kind of trying to improve my skills here, not worsen them, so please!” She smirked back at him before she went to pick up some more of the eyeshadow on her brush. “Are you liking it so far?”