meet-weird for Sophie/Darren
“you come into my 24hr diner at the oddest times bc of your weird job; you keep forgetting that we talk because you're always sleep deprived”
for twillserve
Really, one solution would be to just home and get straight to sleep. Then, maybe, he’d be able to catch up with himself.
But there’s always something that compels him, at two in the morning, to duck into the little diner down the street instead. There’s always such a genuine compulsion to swing his way through the door and collapse at the counter.
And every single night, he’s surprised and delighted to discover that the person who appears to take his order (and who brings him coffee, two sugars and no cream, without him even asking) is a copper-haired angel who already knows his name.
(Admittedly, he’d probably be better at flirting if he got enough sleep, but realistically? Not by much.)
