couldn’t stop thinking about them so I wrote a tiny little drabble that I’ll probably expand on when it’s not 3am (I think I have a tiny plot) I’m sure you can guess what’s coming from context!
It’s been almost two months but Buck still forgets to set up the coffee machine to brew in the morning.
Firefighter Buckley!
Every night, he goes to bed and every morning, he wakes up without coffee hot and waiting for him.
It’s nothing major, really, just an extra fifteen minutes he could save.
Buckley!
Tommy used to set it up for him.
And every night, they went to bed together and every morning, they would wake up to the delicious smell of freshly brewed coffee.
Buck, come on!
Tommy chose the machine.
One morning, they woke up to an overpowering smell of coffee in the house. To a kitchen flooded with coffee.
Please!
Tommy helped him clean up. They grabbed coffee on the way to the appliance’s store as Buck rambled about this or that machine until he let Tommy choose one.
So it really isn’t his fault that he forgets to set up the coffee machine. It’s on Tommy. He chose it.
Yeah.
“Evan, please!”
It’s Tommy’s fault.
“Please, come back to me!”
