I opened the door slowly smiling to see Nathan sitting at a desk staring down at papers with reading glasses. “You’re old enough to need those?” I asked humorously watching his head shoot up with a smile.
“Uh no I like to fit the part, I didn’t know you were stopping by” he rushed talking off the glasses making me partially sad. “Neither did I retorted walking around to sit in front of him on the desk.
“I like these” I spoke slipping his glasses back on our face only inches apart. “So” I sighed backing away slightly, “whatcha working on?” I questioned watching him pause before looking away from me and down at the papers.
“Nothing exciting just budget and safety procedures” he replied making me scoff. “Packs have budgets? I though they just all get there money passed down from some reall
