You were currently doing the dishes at Wilbur’s house- you were Lovejoy’s assistant, but often helped the lead singer keep his house clean because sometimes he just couldn’t. He was sitting in the kitchen, at the island, typing away at his laptop, getting work done. The two of you shared a couple words whilst you did your jobs, but not much was conversed.

“Would you like dinner?” He asks softly, but suddenly, watching you as you rinse off a plate. “I can order us something.”