@dylan-westwick location: the burger joint
“Took you long enough,” Noah greets through a mouthful of the burger he’d already started on, though he’d graciously ordered her at least a shake to sip on while she waited on her own meal. Ain’t he a gentleman? Whatever. He was pretty sure Dylan already knew you couldn’t get between a cowboy and his meal after a long day of work. She’d forgive him. “Mia sends her love. And also a big ass plate of cookies she made which I may have already ate some of cause I don’t remember agreeing to become y’all’s damn errand boy.”





