#wwhchat

“Things are okay, yeah,” He chuckled. “I’m back at the fire station. I got scouted for modelling whilst in the gym. It’s all been great,” The grin was big on his face. There was too much good in his life right now to acknowledge anything bad. “So, I’m not going to think about the fact that I may have to fire the doorman because you bribed your way in.”

“I mean-- I’ve been staying inside. For the majority. Staying warm and such,” Mocha shuffled her papers together, lines of words scattered everywhere. They were sentences she’d come up with, lacking the idea for a full piece. “How’re you?” She looked up slowly, small smile on her face. Right now she was content. It was far better than nothing.

“Since... since when did this place become such a wasteland?”

“But the kids were just so adorable and I waned to cuddle them and help broody me.”

“Did you know there’s Spelling Bee Championships?”

“Fuck--.. my coffee.”

“---...Wait, he did what?”

“----...What is this place now? A wasteland?”