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daisy.⠀ a proper layout is coming once i’m not too lazy to do it. bare w me!!!!

he can offer a ride, if she needs it. though he’d really rather not.

she’s pushing it. but he’s willing, if he gets a free mcdonald’s out of it.

how kind of her to offer him a cup! he’s grabbing it from her hands with a sly smile.

he doubts she could take him. all she needs to do is pour herself another cup —— geez. he’s taking a sip, staring straight at her.

he’s literally driving her home and offering to let her stay on his couch so she doesn’t get in trouble. he thinks a mcdonald’s pays that back juuuuust enough.

your wife threatened me.

is she—— fucking hell. fine, she can have the bed. now can she stop whining?

cue a chuckle, spitting out the coffee. he doesn’t even like it —— he just wanted a rise from someone. he was bored. “uh huh, okay. suuuure.”

“do you want to walk home? like seriously, mia? because you’re pushing it.” he’s starting the car, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips.

who cares that much about coffee, dude? she’s insane.

the shove didn’t bother him, it was her words that did. “i’m not your son, don’t call me that.” he responded, before extending a hand. “you gonna pass me a fucking towel or something?”

he’s flicking his forehead.

“you can get whatever you want, you’re paying not me.” he’s driving to the closest mcdonald’s, obviously not that optimistic about it.

daisy.⠀ replies after work! promise!