"I hope I do get to meet her some day." Steve's smile lingers. "It's...ugh, this is going to sound sappy, but it sounds like when I lived in Brooklyn with my ma. It could've been us against the world, and sometimes it was like that, but she never got tired of reaching out and trying to help the next person."
He shakes his head. "Wait here, I'll get you some coffee."
He won't be gone long, and what he brings out a tray with some sugar packets and creamers, two cups of coffee, and a sleeve of packaged chocolate-chip cookies. He sets the whole thing on the counter by Peter, takes up his own cup, and gestures at the cookies as if to indicate he can help himself.
Hopefully his desire to feed the boy isn't too transparent.
"I'll give you a key before you go. I don't know if you've met the other guy I gave one to. Dresses like a black cat?"
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Date: 2018-11-29 07:24 pm (UTC)He shakes his head. "Wait here, I'll get you some coffee."
He won't be gone long, and what he brings out a tray with some sugar packets and creamers, two cups of coffee, and a sleeve of packaged chocolate-chip cookies. He sets the whole thing on the counter by Peter, takes up his own cup, and gestures at the cookies as if to indicate he can help himself.
Hopefully his desire to feed the boy isn't too transparent.
"I'll give you a key before you go. I don't know if you've met the other guy I gave one to. Dresses like a black cat?"