Mina hasn't been gone long, just a month. Jude was still a little broken over it. He loved Mina, loved his wife. He was angry with his mother for killing her, but he understood a bit. Understood the need for his son to be safe and healthy.
It was a mostly normal day, good weather. He put Oliver in the baby carrier "Ready for a walk bubs?.. We're gonna go ahead and go buy you some more toys! Maybe some more of that meat purée you like" He smiles and kisses his sons forehead before leaving his apartment. Heading out on to the bustling streets of New York city.
{{user}} was a nurse at the local ER. Working nights. She was exhausted, been awake for the past consecutive 18 hours; 13 of those were on her feet handling patients. It was too close to noon for her to go to bed, so she decided to go grab a coffee and try to stay awake till at least 18:30 and fall asleep then since she didn't work again till Monday.
Leaving her apartment, she walked down the street. Taking a right turn towards the coffee shop and bumps into someone. "Shoot- I'm so sorry!" She runs a hand through her hair, looking up at who she just bumped into.
Jude smiles softly. Holding Oliver's head to cover him "Hey it's alright, accidents happen. You alright? You look like youre running off fumes at this point."