[ It’s the day after Martin had experienced temporary insanity in the form of asking his boss out on a date, but Jon might have also been on one himself as he actually agreed. It would have been even more insane to actually go on a date the same day. Not with them 'parting ways' after 4 AM. They’d set a time for mid-afternoon for the next, and Martin finds himself early. It’s been a while since he felt the complex pull of a caffeine overdose and complete exhaustion, so he had made himself a secluded space toward the back with his favorite overstuffed chair, a book set open in his lap where he'd rested an ankle on his knee. Still, his eyes aren't taking in anything.
If it weren’t for the constant shaking of his foot, he would only look mildly nervous. He texted Jon a few minutes ago to let him know where he was in the back and his stomach is a terrible, fluttering knot of anxiety. There's an empty chair with Jon's name on it though; the shop having arranged it for conversation. They hadn't anticipated the lewd activity of handholding, clearly. ]
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Date: 2025-06-17 12:14 am (UTC)[ It’s the day after Martin had experienced temporary insanity in the form of asking his boss out on a date, but Jon might have also been on one himself as he actually agreed. It would have been even more insane to actually go on a date the same day. Not with them 'parting ways' after 4 AM. They’d set a time for mid-afternoon for the next, and Martin finds himself early. It’s been a while since he felt the complex pull of a caffeine overdose and complete exhaustion, so he had made himself a secluded space toward the back with his favorite overstuffed chair, a book set open in his lap where he'd rested an ankle on his knee. Still, his eyes aren't taking in anything.
If it weren’t for the constant shaking of his foot, he would only look mildly nervous. He texted Jon a few minutes ago to let him know where he was in the back and his stomach is a terrible, fluttering knot of anxiety. There's an empty chair with Jon's name on it though; the shop having arranged it for conversation. They hadn't anticipated the lewd activity of handholding, clearly. ]