I'm sorry to bother you again and so late. Is your offer still available by any chance?
[ May or may not be locked out of his own apartment and needing a place to stay. Loki's far closer, but he doesn't feel like asking him for something so trivial, not that he feels any better about bothering Skye. ]
[Early morning (like five in the morning early morning), just before Will leaves Heropa for good, he makes a pit stop by Skye's house. The box? Covered in dog bone wrap, of course, her name written in permanent marker on the top. Inside are two sets of coffee cups he thought might be up her alley, one set in white and one set in black, both in their own box and wrapped in more dog bone wrap. Between the boxes rests a very fishy postcard that has some writing on the back.
On my way to De Chima You ever want to visit or you're there, let me know We've got room I'll still be in Heropa for work so don't worry You don't have to travel extra for free ice cream and soda
That's it. No name attached, though he figures it's been attached in every way other than "Will Graham" itself. It's not such a mystery.]
[Skye finds the present at twenty to nine as she's leaving for work. She bites her lip as she smiles, grinning stupidly. God. What a dumb notdad. She doesn't have time to coo over the present as much as she'd like, so instead she puts them on the kitchen table and then dials his number on the way out the door.]
If I wasn't enticing enough with the goodie bags, I'll have you know that there are two attendees with of questionable intention that have a date with a special red cosmetic pencil. What's drawn there will be up entirely to our vast imaginations, but I'm leaning toward dick.
Skye's always been a night owl, even with a 9 to 5 job-- Tony's flexible with hours, too-- so she's not in bed yet. She draws the curtain, opens the window and pokes her head outside.]
[This will make the first time Jesse's packing heat around Skye, but in this case, at least he has a good reason for it. There's a pistol tucked into the waistband of his jeans, not very well concealed by his jacket.
His knock at the door is a little urgent. He wants to make sure she's okay.]
[Skye looks through the peephole first to check that it's Jesse, and then lets him in quickly with a sigh of relief. Once inside, she hugs him tightly and doesn't let go.
On the bed behind her lies a gym bag with her clothes, a hand gun, and a shot gun. So. Hey.]
[Skye actually has to scour through her inbox history to work out who he is at first and what he's referring to. It's been a rough day, and she's tired.]
Oh. Yeah, sure, it's fine. Whatever. You weren't to know.
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