NATE
If it's all under control
Then what the hell am I doing
Then what the hell am I doing
Nate catches the echo, catches the mischief in Mel’s smile, and matches it, his brows lifting. ”Theres a dog too. Little guy, hanging around the clinic. I’ve been leaving food for him, and once he trusts me enough he’s coming here too.” Why not make it a menagerie, they have the room, the means, the drive. Why have an empty house?
”Of course, Mel.” The words are soft, at odds with the intensity of his gaze as he watches her take her sip. Uproarious laughter leaves him as she coughs, after he spares a glance to make sure she’s not choking, or anything like that. ”That’s exactly how it’s supposed to taste..” Nate doesn’t bother to elaborate how he’d known just by her expression, her reaction. ”I was worried. I can’t taste it, so it’s hard to tell if I got the taste right.”
Already this is working better, which means he can use it as the perfect shield for a more serious topic. ”We’ve got ideas. I’m bouncing back and forth right now to get things set up.” Nate does not lift his gaze from the craft taking shape between the pair of them, a single point defined, and another stick added. ”If anything goes wrong, I’m not sticking around.It’ll be fine.” Here, Nate pauses, takes a breath, and does look up at her, his gaze serious. ”But.”
”Of course, Mel.” The words are soft, at odds with the intensity of his gaze as he watches her take her sip. Uproarious laughter leaves him as she coughs, after he spares a glance to make sure she’s not choking, or anything like that. ”That’s exactly how it’s supposed to taste..” Nate doesn’t bother to elaborate how he’d known just by her expression, her reaction. ”I was worried. I can’t taste it, so it’s hard to tell if I got the taste right.”
Already this is working better, which means he can use it as the perfect shield for a more serious topic. ”We’ve got ideas. I’m bouncing back and forth right now to get things set up.” Nate does not lift his gaze from the craft taking shape between the pair of them, a single point defined, and another stick added. ”If anything goes wrong, I’m not sticking around.It’ll be fine.” Here, Nate pauses, takes a breath, and does look up at her, his gaze serious. ”But.”
Yelling for nothing at all
And wondering how this all happened
And wondering how this all happened
