☝️ – Tap my muse on the shoulder
Newt had been walking down the street, case in hand when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, not sure who was there, but he turned to see–
“Carlos?” He asked in disbelief. It had been ages since he’d last seen the man. What were the chances of seeing him again?
“Of course – I don’t mind at all.” Newt replied, shaking his head.
Carlos couldn’t help the grin spreading on his face. “Wow… thanks Newt. I can’t wait to see them.”
Newt smiled warmly, though he glanced up as their food floated over to them.
Carlos looked over his shoulder where Newt was looking and grinned again. “Oh good… the grub’s here!”
The Perfect Scientist 