#subserviient

Oh, shit. Of course he was determined. No, no, Galloway. Keep it together. They had plenty of time to drool over his scars later. It’s not like they could just choose to take care of Antonio’s wounds, unfortunately. This sort of hands-on stuff wasn’t really Sterling’s main focus anymore. But they were confident in their abilities to patch up external wounds.

“An unfortunate truth…I came in today and there was no coffee. I don’t know what could have happened- I mean, they’re always stocked up on coffee so how did they manage to run out?!” the strange sense of panic seemed to be mutual, given Anzu is also the type to drink it near obsessively. The producer however, shoves her hands in her pockets and breathes out a sigh. “I’m going to skip and get some. Won’t make it through otherwise.” Sacrifices had to be made.

The young programmer was baffled. He coud feel the tiredness coming to get him after spending a whole night awakw writing the code for his progamming project and he desperately needed some coffee if he wanted to finish it on time.

@subserviiient

“Anzu, you don’t have to be sorry about that - it’s nice to see you whenever possible but don’t worry about not being around. Work is important after all. I should of tried keeping in touch myself but I suppose I was little busy too.” She laughs nervously but offers a smile to the other.

This bullshit again. 

He took the paint from her and put it aside and then lifted her up and put her over his shoulder. He walked to the back of her apartment and put her down in her room and put her on the bed and then sat on her stomach.