@daringherring
The day had been a rather standard and boring one, which only made time tick by that much slower. Optimus has watched the clock in between his rounds; he'd almost wished for decepticon activity at this point, it'd give him some sort of distraction at least.
Finally after what felt like a millennia his shift had ended, the sun just starting to dip in the sky turning the bright blues to a brilliant show of yellows, orange, even pink.
He watched it for a few, taking in the sight and gathering himself before sending the ping out to the Porsche.
::Ready whenever you are.::











