ooc: so i’ve kind of dropped of the face of tumblr for a while—first it was exams and all that—then just the beginning of summer—and now i’m starting a (real) job next week. yikes!
sorry i haven’t been around the last like .. 2 weeks i’ve had finals and all that. i should be around quite a bit this week, since i’m done with school…..
…..downside is that I’ll be starting working (like.. a 9-5 type job) in a week or so. :/
Good morning and happy mother’s day, Jay!
[i totally have an exam today then am getting lunch with my mom and grandma…. i’ll probably be on later tonight though!]
Henry had walked all the way to the car and JJ was keeping up with him. “Slow down, buddy..” JJ said, looking back over her shoulder. People had started to round up their own kids and head home. “What kind of pizza do you want?” Henry asked as he looked up at Spencer. JJ dug out the key from her purse and unlocked the car. She opened the door for He ry and waited for him to climb in.
Spencer knelt down slightly, helping buckle Henry into the car. “I’ll eat whatever you and your mom want, I’m not too picky,” he smiled, ruffling the boy’s hair before closing the door. He got into the passenger’s seat, looking over at JJ as she started the car. “What sounds good to you, Jay?”
JJ bent down totalk to Henry. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. We can pick some pizza up onthe way home.” she said before kissing his cheek. As she stood back up, Henry took her hand. He started to walk towards the car, pulling JJ with him.
Spencer walked a few steps behind the two for a moment, a wide grin spreading across his face involuntarily as he thought for a moment about how much his life has changed in the past few months. Though he’d wanted exactly this for years, he would have never dreamed of doing anything while she was seemingly happy with Will. Everything seemed almost too good to be true: he was married to the love of his life, Henry accepted and loved him as a father-figure, and they were expecting a baby of their own. He shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts
He caught up to the pair, taking Henry’s other hand in his as they walked to the car.