grabs some plates, (hoping they were plates, she can’t really see) to serve some scones with.

yeah, maybe she already made herself feel at home in his house.

house, but he doesn’t seem to mind it, so she already have decided to go with it.

“Just plain old black coffee please,” she says, shrugging. “I would drink straight up caffeine if I could,” she adds, before turning over her heels, approaching one of the cabinets.,

standing on her tiptoes, she —

“Can you make anything cold?” She asks, dropping her handbag carefully on the coffee table.

spend her morning, she thinks. and suddenly all of her exhaustion seems to fly away when he’s around so that’s a plus.

she quickly follows him inside, familiar interior of the house welcoming her, causing her smile to widen even more. she loves how cozy it feels with Ella’s toys scattered around.

forward to grab it.

“I only had one coffee this morning, unacceptable,” she says as she makes her way back towards to him, complaining.

“and it wasn’t even *good* coffee, it was acceptable at best.”

she could’ve complained about one single thing for hours if she was given the opportunity.