"There you go, that sounds a little better. At least give me my half I earned it." They walk leaned into each other for a moment, mismatching steps before they pull apart just enough to link arms. The sweetness is addicting. But not as addicting as this coffee cake will be. So he'll lead them to it, because he's both still hungry and excited to share. The one they grab for themselves will be promptly sliced, warmed, and buttered as they do up the soup for later.
"Is that a thing? That can't be a thing." He teases, sometimes company can make all the difference in the world when it comes to being in a space that's less than ideal. Traditionally beautiful or not. "She ain't perfect but damned if I don't love her. Glad you've been enjoying, theres a lot more to California to show you." And she doesn't deserve the glaring ticket either, she's too good for that.
Besides Scott's finding it harder and harder to behave himself anyway so best to quit while they're ahead. They make a quick detour at someone who has on offer a lot of fresh veggies, Scott picking up a few handfuls to finish off what will likely be their late lunch, early dinner, before beboping over towards the baker. They have a lot on offer but the coffee cakes look divine. It's clear they're popular because they have to wait their turn to grab one but they're there early enough that there's still plenty to pick from.
He lets Phil pick the two of theirs and Scott grabs an assortment of muffins for easy breakfasts for the week as usual. Once they've picked and purchased they disappear into the thrall of people again, arms hooked and paces matched. Perfectly coupled. It's nice to pretend that they're normal for a morning. As if both of them don't have huge world saving responsibilities looming just beyond the weekend. "Alright, I think that covers everything. And hey we should do this more often." Scott admits with a chipper tone. "I didn't end up with like four bags of stuff, look at you making me all mission orientated." Usually he ends up incredibly distracted and picks up things for about seventeen different meals because he can't decide what he wants. It all gets used, because Scott doesn't waste a thing having been pretty broke up until fairly recently. But it does get questionable towards the end of the week. Thank god for his cast iron gut.
i am so sorry for my delays hardcore this weeks been like a cosmic bitchslap LOL
"Is that a thing? That can't be a thing." He teases, sometimes company can make all the difference in the world when it comes to being in a space that's less than ideal. Traditionally beautiful or not. "She ain't perfect but damned if I don't love her. Glad you've been enjoying, theres a lot more to California to show you." And she doesn't deserve the glaring ticket either, she's too good for that.
Besides Scott's finding it harder and harder to behave himself anyway so best to quit while they're ahead. They make a quick detour at someone who has on offer a lot of fresh veggies, Scott picking up a few handfuls to finish off what will likely be their late lunch, early dinner, before beboping over towards the baker. They have a lot on offer but the coffee cakes look divine. It's clear they're popular because they have to wait their turn to grab one but they're there early enough that there's still plenty to pick from.
He lets Phil pick the two of theirs and Scott grabs an assortment of muffins for easy breakfasts for the week as usual. Once they've picked and purchased they disappear into the thrall of people again, arms hooked and paces matched. Perfectly coupled. It's nice to pretend that they're normal for a morning. As if both of them don't have huge world saving responsibilities looming just beyond the weekend. "Alright, I think that covers everything. And hey we should do this more often." Scott admits with a chipper tone. "I didn't end up with like four bags of stuff, look at you making me all mission orientated." Usually he ends up incredibly distracted and picks up things for about seventeen different meals because he can't decide what he wants. It all gets used, because Scott doesn't waste a thing having been pretty broke up until fairly recently. But it does get questionable towards the end of the week. Thank god for his cast iron gut.