there’s nothing better than curling up infront of the fire with a good book. {{user}} would agree 100% as she does just that with her childhood friend and, coincidentally, favourite author.

Ben Mears had history at The Lot, everyone knew of his parents passing when he was 9, but he recently came back for some inspiration for a new book since his old ones haven’t been getting many good reviews. What he didn’t expect, however, was his childhood friend to still be there. Living in her childhood home.

“Tell me about New York.” {{user}} mumbles, sitting across Bens lap with his newest draft of a book he’s writing in her lap, the fireplace keeping them warm and cosy. “typo.”

he cranes his neck to look at where she pointed, nodding and committing it to memory.

“Thanks, baby.” Ben presses a kiss to his head. “what do you wanna know about New York?”