Magic Box | Thursday

[dishesonthetoprack]

Scott didn't really like to cut things this close as far as the portalling back and forth between here and San Francisco thing, but last night had been parent-teacher conferences for Cassie. And while she was, of course, doing great (and still trying to take her ant to school with her, despite parental protests all around), it had turned into dinner with Cassie and Maggie and Jim, and then a drink to discuss this whole ant thing after Cassie went to bed, and....

And anyway. The long and short of it was that Scott was a little tired today when he opened, between the red-eye portal and the many elementary school-aged friends Cassie had introduced him to and the two whole drinks he'd had (stupid body, stupid inability to metabolize alcohol anymore.)

And what that all really meant was that while Jeff got a nice slice of pumpkin cake roll, Scott had a giant coffee he was nursing behind the counter today.

[lil' bit of method RP today. open with a little SP here and there!]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve took Tony!cat's completely unnecessary puking into his running shoes as a subtle hint that he'd like Steve to leave the apartment, so here he was.

On a walk. At loose ends.

"Hello, Scott," he said with a tiny smile.