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Dylan in reading glasses~
“Okay let me see. This isn't right...why do I even bother with this?”
The bluenette leaned up against the counter, a clipboard in hand and leitura glasses on. He made a few grunting noises of disapproval, the pencil twirling between his teeth. His eyes scanned over the charts and half-assed explenations written down before he set it aside.
“Well that was a waste of time.”
He pulled off the glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He heard a small noise and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into a different room. He walked to the berço and looked inside. The small blue haired kitten was asleep. He smiled and walked back out of the room. It was one of his few days off so he had insisted on his wife taking a rest from being in the house for the day. She would be gone till past midnight, he knew that. But he didn't care; it just meant a better surprise for when she woke him up later. A small vibration in his pocket brought his mind back to earth.
“I amor you Spade~,” was the reply.
“Suck on it Jackson!”
He heard a laugh from the other side, a grudging smile gracing his lips.
“I heard you got the dia off, sly dog.”
“Don't insult me.”
“Uh cat. Sorry. So what are you up to?”
“Went over the reports you sent. You couldn't come up with anything better?”
“It's so hard working without you, Spadey~.”
“True but I needed this break.”
“You could have asked me to cadastrar-se you.”
“You're who I need a break from!!”
He heard a dramatic gasp and then sputtering before a thump
sounded. He waited a minuto before giving a reply.
“Hey, you still dead?”
“Oh well then I'll need a new partner.”
There was a loud scramble and the sound of someone running into too many things.
“It's a miracle! I'm alive!!!”
He laughed despite himself.
“Good. Now how about coming for dinner? I don't want to eat alone.”
“My good sir I shall arrive after the sun sets in the distant horizon!”
“...okay. Bring sobremesa so I don't have to make it.”
“Aye aye, sir!”
“Okay. Later babe,” Dylan teased.
“See ya soon, cutie.”
Jackson, if you forgot~