fuckyouihaveagun:

99problemsandmore:

fuckyouihaveagun:

99problemsandmore:

I’ll see what I can do. *stands up straight* Try to get you an appointment set up with one of ‘em.

[smiled up at him] Thanks. That’d be great. Uhm…need me to help you with anything? I’ve been kind of bored and restless lately.

Not at the moment, no. *puts his hands down into his pockets* But you get that way from time to time. Usually, that’s when you decided to make things happen.

Oh…hmm…[at least some parts of him never changed] I don’t know really what to do unless I try to make us something to eat? I’m kind of learning how to make edible things for myself. 

This is up to you. I suppose that’d be alright. In the meantime, though, I’m going to make those calls for you. *crosses the room in search of a phone book*

[seemed pretty relieved by that, happy enough to be doing something.] Er, anything you are in the mood for? Given we have the ingredients…[he headed to the kitchen to fetch the cook book Alan had.]