“tim!” he’s all the way on the other side of the atrium, clearly headed for an early start at gator golf. charlie checks her watch, making sure she’s not somehow already behind schedule, and finds that his early start is actually incredibly early. he’s overachieving to the fullest, which--- not that it’s any of her business--- is a little bit weird, given who she knows is lurking downstairs. she does a little jog to meet him, her backpack slung over her shoulder. “what’re you doing here? and, please, don’t say carlton told you we’re having an early, mandatory staff meeting again. my heart won’t be able to take it.” // @eightythreed











