Conservatory; Evening; Zack and OTA (MW)
His encounter with Xander yesterday had thrown him for a loop. When he'd gotten home he'd been unable to focus on anything and eventually ended up on the couch watching Torchwood and drowning his confusion in beer. Which meant he'd woken up with a killer headache this morning.
Work had been pointless but that was ok since he'd finished up his latest project. The majority of the day was spent staring out his office window towards the Square. He'd called Seth around noon and had to smile at his friend's desire to go to the comic book store and beat Xander with various paintbrushes. Or send Nick. In the end he'd been invited over if he felt he needed some company.
And he probably would go over later but right now Zack found himself in the conservatory, sitting on a bench and strumming his bass.