PAN ♡ gavin fielding (pantastic) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
As directed, Pan had arrived at least sometime around 12:30. But as timeliness wasn't one of his most respectable traits, it'd really been around 12:45, give or take, and he'd been breathless from jogging part of the way. He'd never actually been to or helped set up a baby shower, not being one who pregnant women wanted around, but he did his best, doing as directed and making sure Echo didn't pass out from stress.
There was a distinct laziness to how Pan dressed himself, and today was no different, but he'd at the very least put on his best dress shirt -- not for himself, but for Echo. For a brief two minutes, he'd contemplated a tie, but decided against it when he learned precisely then that he'd already forgotten how to knot it in a way that didn't make him look like a retard. Deciding to just fuck it, he stepped out of his flat dressed up nice on his top half, and still wearing jeans and worn Vans on the bottom. Restriction, especially with clothes, wasn't something Pan appreciated.
After stringing up the last streamer, he dropped down on the couch next to the woman of the hour, taking care not to jostle her too much. When he sighed, it was more relieved than exhausted.
"Tired?" Because he sure felt it.