Sep 4, 2020
“yo, hold the door!” the words were out of his mouth before he realized who was heading into the mail room, and silas immediately wished he’d just stepped back outside and waited a few minutes before collecting his packages in an ex-free environment. shit. other than an incredibly awkward, silent interaction in which saint had collected the few belongings he’d left at silas’s place, they’d been pretty successful in avoiding each other since the break up. well, there was no going back now. “uh... hold the door. please.” he tried again, wondering if tossing in some manners would help somehow make things a little less tense. it didn’t seem likely, but... it couldn’t make things worse, could it? @saintfms
