The Perk, Tuesday Morning

[doctorgingerspice]

It was Tuesday, and Tuesday for the last couple months meant Will would be working a shift at the clinic here in Fandom. However, late last night he'd gotten a call from Agent Lee- they'd finally apprehended all the Burkes, and it was officially safe for him to return to Chicago. So instead of getting ready for his normal shift, he'd spent the morning packing up his duffel, cramming in the few belongings he'd brought with him as well as the handful of things he'd picked up in his time here.

(Like a certain firearm that was very securely locked away in a portable gun safe at the bottom of that duffel.)

And now... well, he had time to kill before his ride was scheduled to pick him up at the end of the causeway and take him to the airport. So after making a few calls, he figured he might as well spend it at the coffee shop, with a muffin and one of those pistachio lattes (The barista- and Buck- had been right, they were delicious), duffel bag at his feet as he settled in at a table.

[ooc: spoiler alert, he's not actually leaving forever. but this *is* his last post before he goes home to go through some canon.]

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[alwaysonguard]

"Hey Will," Dwight said as he let the counter with coffee drinks in hand. "You seem pretty chipper this morning. How are things?"

[doctorgingerspice]

Well, with the weight of “there are people out there who actively want to kill you” off his shoulders… yeah, he was definitely feeling pretty chipper.

“Pretty great, actually. I’m headed home.”

[alwaysonguard]

"Oh good news indeed" Dwight said. "So things finally calmed down back home. That's great man. You're definitely going to be missed around here, but I know you must be thrilled to be heading back."

[doctorgingerspice]

“Yeah,” Will nodded. “Fandom’s been great, but- my life’s there, you know?”

[alwaysonguard]

"Of course," Dwight said with a nod. "Fandom is all well and good, but nothing beats home when that is where you want to be. You will be missed though. Was nice having a good surgeon around," he said with a grin.

[doctorgingerspice]

“For all the work I actually got to do,” Will said with a smirk.

[alwaysonguard]

"Hey, even if it didn't stick, I appreciate the patch up job ya did on me."

And ya know.. the whole potentially life-saving thing too if it hadn't been a time loop and all.

[doctorgingerspice]

“Well, here’s to hoping you won’t need another anytime soon, hey? Even though I know the staff is more than capable.”

[grenadesandohana]

"Oh, good, I caught you," Steve, semi-professional stalker, said as he came into the shop.

[doctorgingerspice]

“You did,” Will acknowledged, looking up from the text he was writing Jay. “What’s up, man?”

[grenadesandohana]

"Well, you're leaving," and Steve had abandonment issues stuffed down deep inside and covered with a cheap t-shirt and multiple weapons, "so I wanted to get you a cup of coffee and, you know--"

Say goodbye or something but words were hard.

[doctorgingerspice]

“Yeah,” Will said. “It’s sudden, I know. Sorry.” At least the FBI (or Will himself, honestly) hadn’t figured out portals, and he was still relying on conventional transportation- which meant waiting.

[grenadesandohana]

"You gotta go when they tell you to," Steve said with an understanding smile. "Plus you've got a wedding to reschedule, right?"

[doctorgingerspice]

“Including finding a new venue for the reception and everything,” Will realized, making a face.

You know, since the old one had been thanks to a deal with a guy who was not exactly inclined to do anything nice for Will these days.

[grenadesandohana]

"Bet the deposit is gone, too," Steve added helpfully.

[doctorgingerspice]

“Oh, the deposit was me making a house call I never should’ve made,” Will reminded Steve.

All he’d gotten for that was, you know. Anxiety.

[grenadesandohana]

"Definitely don't follow up there and ask for anything back," Steve said quickly.

[firehousehimbo]

Buck took a break from his oh-so-important hose rolling (not a euphemism) to go to the Perk after he got Will's message. Just had a feeling he'd be here. There was really only two places in town to get caffeine.

"Dude, you can't say goodbye via voicemail, if I were your girlfriend I'd be really pissed off right now." Said a guy who undoubtedly broken up with several girlfriends over voicemail.

[doctorgingerspice]

"I- sorry?" Will gave Buck a sheepish look, because he hadn't thought of that. "In my defense, I didn't know how much time I'd have before my ride got here." Turned out to be kind of a lot, hence the sitting around with a coffee and muffin, but.

[firehousehimbo]

"I guess you can be forgiven," Buck joked. "So you're going back to Chicago, huh? You do know it's cold there, right?"

[doctorgingerspice]

“And there’s no sugar snow,” Will nodded. “But my fiancé’s there, and my brother, so I think that makes up for it a little.”

[firehousehimbo]

"That I understand," he said. "Be kind of hard to get married when you're both in different states."

[doctorgingerspice]

“Yeah, some people can make the whole long distance thing work but I’m pretty sure you have to at least be in the same room for the ceremony itself,” Will agreed.

[firehousehimbo]

"Well, congrats, man," Buck said. "I left my sister and baby niece behind in LA, it's hard for me to be away from them sometimes, so I get it."

[doctorgingerspice]

“Honestly, I’m going to count myself lucky if Owen- my fiancée’s kid- even remembers who I am at this point.”

Was he anticipating a building block or two to the face? Maybe.