#ruby.ozzie

“Can I run an idea by you?” She trusted his judgement and these ideas weren’t doing anything just buzzing around in her head all day. Trying to support Ramsey had made her realize she needed to be a lot more offensive. Magic wasn’t everything and even then, she felt like she wasn’t utilizing it in the best way yet. Ozzie was a good void to shout into and between clients she’d asked if he could meet for coffee and whatever baked good she felt like. Ruby’s thumb tapped against the handle of her travel coffee mug as she looked across the table at him, teeth gnawing at her lower lip in thought. @blccksheep

“How are you doing?” Picking at the basket of fries in front of her, Ruby looked to Ozzie with eyes full of concern. She hadn’t seen him leave the building that night after they’d parted ways but he’d eventually responded to her texts of distress. She’d called for a meeting in a diner close to the shop after she’d closed up for the day, she figured it’d be a good spot to unwind. “How’s your sister?” Mine’s a good therapist if you need one. It was on her mind but she couldn’t bring herself to say it, felt insensitive to do so. She’d never had a problem lending an ear, but she couldn’t help but think that with everything going on lately, Mia was more suited for this kind of thing than she was. @blccksheep

“Ozzie!” She didn’t really think about grabbing him, she’d just spotted him amongst the flock of people and had practically clung to his side to pull him away enough so she could assess him. That’s what she had to do here, that’s what she had the capacity to do this time. It’s what Mia would be doing, it’s what Mia was probably doing, helping as many people as she could. With wide eyes she stepped back, her hands on his upper arms as she looked him up and down. “You’re okay?” @blccksheep