@murdcrofcrows ft. Frances @ the lab 👀
Nate sat on the table, looking at what Frankie was doing, his eyes following every moment. They weren't that interested in... chemistry or something, but they enjoyed it when Frankie spoke about it. And when they could ask questions and were shut down like, only half of the time. A huge win for them.
They had to wait somewhere until they were needed to drive anyone anywhere - or pick them up. The call could come at any time. Or it would not at all. No wander they slept so badly.
"What's that?" they asked, as they pointed somewhere, shifting the table and finding it wobbling under them. They balanced themselfs and the table made a sound as it firmly cemented itself in its place again. Very bad tables. "Sorry."
