Re: Moving Day: Mikey/Evie
[Mikey came into the room with a large box full of what little things Evie did have to move in and a black plastic bag hanging from a wrist. And, duh, he'd helped earlier with all the other things. Even the cleaning. What, did you think he was an asshole? But, everything was done, and he left that one last box next to the desk she was propped up on. The desk that was flipping nailed to the floor. Dropping that box with an oof, even though it wasn't any effort at all. A triumphant grin, and he nodded:] Let's be honest, it's prob'ly cleaner than the one at the house.
[Cap was sniffing at his dirty high top Converse, black of course, but the little pug was clearly bored by his dad. So, instead, Cap tottled over to where Daisy was sleeping and curled up next to the Pack 'n' Play, and Mikey pulled the six pack of Stellas out of the plastic bag, setting it next to Evie's hip.] Didn't wanna get too risky. No puking shitty beer in the new apartment. [Also, in the bag, was a YooHoo for Daisy when she woke up. But, the toddler was asleep, and the pup was guarding his new best friend, and Mikey slid onto the desk next to Evie with another grin. He held his hand out, broad and calloused, for a high five. And yes, he totally towered over her, but he didn't mention that.] Go team.