noramcdowell:
“Boy…. are you supposed to be eatin’ mango habanero wings?” She quirked an eyebrow and attempted to throw her arm over his shoulders as they began walking toward Bootleggers.
“Just been gettin’ drunk, workin’, the usual. How ‘bout you?”
“Probably not, but I haven’t had a cheat day in two weeks. Just don’t tell my mama, and it’s all good.” He follows her lead and puts an arm around the middle of her back as they head toward the bar.
“That really is the usual,” he teases her, though not without expecting some kind of revenge. “Same here. Workin’, spendin’ time with friends. Tryin’ to get somethin’ in the works for summer.”















