+ prodigalchase, storybrookeswan
“ um, sorry, that seat is taken. ”
the texts she was skimming over. she was sitting silently in her seat, waiting for her friend who had just gotten a check up. she didn’t expect to be spoken too. skylar hadn’t looked up from unless her friend was dying,
"Yeah it is. By me,"
his tone might've come off as a bit harsh and even he recoiled slightly at it -- albeit internally -- before the legs of the chair scraped against the floor and he languidly slid into it.
"Were you planning to tell me you were in town?"












