where: nate's place who: @nathanwalkerx & ramon mendez
"Okay, I think both Iz and I are sufficiently Pretty Pretty Princess'd out. Plus, my ears are sore from those damn clip-ons." The paramedic helped himself his favorite corner of his friend's couch, tucking a pillow underneath his head as he made himself comfortable. Evenings like these weren't out of the ordinary, and on this particular one Ramon had spent the last hour and a half keeping the little girl entertained before she went off to bed while Nate cleaned up in the kitchen after dinner. Was this what domestic life felt like? That he wasn't quite sure about -- but regardless, hanging out with his best friend and his goddaughter on a Thursday night beat being alone. "She's all tucked in and tuckered out, so I'll take my 'thank you' whenever. Now what? Should we cuddle and watch a movie? I can be the big spoon this time." He joked, flashing Nate a shit-eating grin.
