MHA #2 | Tuesday Morning

Diego and Annie had gotten back from Australia super early, and she almost immediately had to get back to New York for work. Which left him alone at the apartment. Well...maybe he was alone. It was always hard to tell what was going on in that guest room.

Ugh. He was going to have to apologize for being a jackass, wasn't he? First he was going to make coffee, he needed coffee in order to do this.

A few minutes later he approached the guest room door, mug in hand. He knocked on the door lightly. "Five?"

Maybe he wasn't in there doing crazy stuff?

[Done spamming. For the brother!]