[ Cisco gets home forty minutes later than he had planned; he can tell that Eddie's back from work already because the lights are on. He lets himself inside, out of the cold, and sighs loudly in relief. There is exaggerated exhaustion in the way Cisco strips off his coat and throws it over the back of the sofa before he does the same with himself - he doesn't bother walking around the thing, but instead just kind of melts his way over the back of it, collapsing face-down and groaning into the cushions. It's all very dramatic. ]
I didn't get your dry cleaning. I'll go in first thing tomorrow, soon as they open, I promise.
[ He calls the words out loudly enough that Eddie will be able to hear them from wherever he is in the apartment, but the words are still somewhat muffled by the couch. ]
🌅 eddie { backdated to mid-December }
I didn't get your dry cleaning. I'll go in first thing tomorrow, soon as they open, I promise.
[ He calls the words out loudly enough that Eddie will be able to hear them from wherever he is in the apartment, but the words are still somewhat muffled by the couch. ]