Baby Steps / @gildedmess
Mac had hyped himself up on the way home from the deli, he had memorized the things Dennis would order and he hoped that it was all there and correct. He hated the idea of trying to do something nice for him and then screwing it all up because he ordered the wrong condiments or added lettuce instead of spinach. He stood in front of their apartment door for a long moment, staring blankly at the numbers that were fixed above the keyhole.
He knew Dennis was home, everyone just kinda decided it was a good day to stay at home and not deal with anyone or anything (besides each other eventually). He slowly unlocked the door, before clearing his throat and calling out, “Hey Dennis, you here?” He knew the answer would be yes but old habits die hard.
