LOCATION: downtown TIME: afternoon AVAILABILITY: closed, @lockcdheart
“Eleanor!” Jake’s voice booms as he calls his daughter by her full first name, which is something he only does when she’s in trouble. The three year old turns around when he reaches her, a guilty look on her face though she tries to hide her laughter. “I'll get to you in a second, lady.” He tries to keep a stern face but fails miserably, glancing up towards the woman and the child his daughter was making fart noises at just a few moments ago. “I'm really sorry about her — apparently that’s her favorite thing to do now and I'm totally the one to blame for it.” Jake chuckles as he shakes his head, Ellie holding onto his leg as she peeks up at the woman and mumbles a small ‘sowwy’. “Were you two about to enter the hot chocolate line?” He wonders.











