#statesfire

                he could tell by the way she was looking at tequila and whiskey as they walked in looking like death that she was curious as to what happened. sake might as well indulge her. “ a mandatory boy’s night out turned into them realizing they will never beat my tolerance. ”

         “ some days i don’t feel like tryin’. ”

   “thought you’d be sleeping.” 

a glance at the clock tells him that it’s far too late for anybody to be awake, anyway; and after what he assumes must have been an exhausting day with the kids, he’s surprised she didn’t fall asleep as early as they did. still, he’s grateful for the company. the worst thing about working late is coming in at some ungodly hour and feeling all alone in the world.

marcus nudges another chair out from under the kitchen table with his foot, a tired invitation for jo to come and sit with him, and sips at his drink. it’s water. (he wishes it wasn’t.)

Hannah’s meme clean out