[ frank wakes up from his shortlived nap shortly after karen leaves and then it's time to have the most emotional conversation of his life with kamala. she watches max for him so he can look after their new favorite ward and before frank knows it it's nearing 10 pm. he's a tiny bit early, even after picking max up from wherever he's been for the last several hours and heads to the bridge. he feels a strange nervousness in his tummy that makes his steps a little lighter, maybe, or maybe that's in his head. all of it's forgotten anyway when he sees a familiar mess of blonde hair, he can always tell when karen's been working, pushing her fingers through it over and over until it's static from the attention. as ever max approaches first, trotting over while frank takes the slow way down, doing a gentle little jog though it's not anywhere near necessary to close the short distance. ]
Don't let us bug ya. We'll wait. [ he perches on the desktop of the console next to the one she's working at, making a little face at her. it doesn't mean anything, it's just kind of silly tbh. ]
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Don't let us bug ya. We'll wait. [ he perches on the desktop of the console next to the one she's working at, making a little face at her. it doesn't mean anything, it's just kind of silly tbh. ]