She leaned against him, frowning. “What are we going to do about the timers?” *** “Yeah. The teaching gig is just for now.”
“I mean, Maxine is gone and I don’t feel like she’s going to be found anytime soon.” *** “Oh God, I hate those little brats.”
“I guess we need to figure out a new way to get the news out… right?“ *** He kissed the top of her head, looking out the window thoughtfully “Are you staying the night?”
“Then we lost that too.” *** “I’m kidding, Cal. You can go if you’d like to. I do have large shirts though, if you’d prefer.”
He groaned. "Why can't everything just be nice and easy?" *** She squinted at him. "I would love to wear one of your shirts."
“I know,” she said with a frown, rubbing his back. “I guess we need to go back to the warehouse?” *** “Would you, now?”