#omarxmorrison

It seemed to have become a habit for Marcel and Omar to run into one another whenever a game was on at the local sports bar. Sipping off of his beer, Marcel had noticed the other seated a little closer next to the bar and closer to the television. He took one final sip, before he got up and made his was over to order another drink. Glancing over at Omar before looking back at the screen, he cleared his throat a little. “I hear you might be spending Christmas with us this year?” He questioned before looking back over at him, “I take it things with Sawyer must be serious if my parents are allowing you to join.”