âdo you have an opinion on air mattresses,â buck asks, chin dropped down on his chest, eyes still trained on his phone, and his feet stretched out on eddieâs lap on the other end of the couch. itâs been a minute since heâs been at the diaz house. and by a minute, he means three whole days. itâs just odd, is all, that theyâre recent hang outs have been at his place rather than here. generally, itâs the other way around. not that heâs complaining. anytime, anywhere with the diazes is his favorite place to be. nailing capâs lasagna was a definite plus. âso chris has something to sleep on in case he wants to stay over,â he elaborates, dropping his phone and tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling. âkinda donât want a new couch.â while the air mattresses that have occupied the loft havenât come attached to girlfriends, they have all belonged to other people. itâs past time he invests in one for himself. // @firemedicsÂ
















