Jun 12, 2020
@denverjcnes // closed
Ezra was looking through his paperwork out at a cafe by the office. He didn’t have time to sit down and eat anymore. The most he can do is sit at the local indie café with his over priced coffee and a sandwich and his homework so he can get it done before going home...before his celebratory weekend. He’s been so busy with accepting praise and acclimating to his bigger work load that he doesn’t even notice when someone sits on the over stuffed couch in front him, even if they’re a familiar someone with red hair, “Holy- Fuck, Denver, you scared the shit out of me.” Ezra grumbles, picking up his coffee to take a calming sip.