[ Given how wasted he'd looked at the end of the night, Chloe was going to safely assume it wasn't likely that McCree was going to be an early riser the next day. She, however, had had one amazing bout of insomnia, waking up after only a few hours of sleep, and being raring to go at a much more reasonable hour than her usual twelve thirty in the afternoon wake up time.
It's what's got her in front of his door at roughly eight in the morning, a coffee in each hand and some donuts tucked in a bag under her arm. Being the ever so polite adult that she was now, she uses her heel to kick at the door a couple of times with a relatively loud thud each time. ]
March 12th!!
It's what's got her in front of his door at roughly eight in the morning, a coffee in each hand and some donuts tucked in a bag under her arm. Being the ever so polite adult that she was now, she uses her heel to kick at the door a couple of times with a relatively loud thud each time. ]
Hey, McCree! Open up, it's story time!