He gets up from his chair and finishes off his coffee. After checking for messages on his phone, he shuts it off and pockets it. "We'll walk there. It isn't that far and my bike is at my apartment." He'd walked here. It feels safe to admit that to Keith. As much as part of him wants to protect this man he feels...grounded around him.
He puts it out of his mind as he stuffs his hands into his pockets and heads for the back fence to let them both out onto the back street. The back ways out of the cafe are rarely used. At this hour they're deserted. "You can ask more questions." He says when they're on the deserted back street.
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Date: 2019-06-15 03:13 am (UTC)He puts it out of his mind as he stuffs his hands into his pockets and heads for the back fence to let them both out onto the back street. The back ways out of the cafe are rarely used. At this hour they're deserted. "You can ask more questions." He says when they're on the deserted back street.
"Anything at all."