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None what so ever?

No. [Andrew glances up from his paperwork with a shake of the head.] I'm going to finish work, go home, have a nice dinner and not do anything stupid this weekend.

How's your day?

Not all shenanigans are stupid.

It's pretty good so far.

Yes they are. You weren't here last week.

And that's good. I like you in one piece.

I could say us getting into some sexy shenanigans tonight wouldn't be stupid.

I like being in one piece too. I like you the same.

Depends on what you're in the mood for. Last week I got drunk, bought an entire case of cabernet, and passed out on the couch in my office. So you might have to be the adult in the situation.

I think I can handle that. Was it at least good?

The wine or the couch? The wine is excellent. I fell off the couch.

Are you alright? Didn't hurt yourself did you?

No, it was a short fall. [Chuckles.] I've just been losing control recently and it's time to get a hold of my life.

I'm here for you Babe.

I appreciate that. I feel like you've just had to put up with too much shit from me recently.

I haven't to be honest. [Smiles.]

[Leans back in his chair and just smiles.] I really don't know how I haven't driven you crazy yet. But I'm grateful for it.

Easy. I love you.

You have the patience of a saint. What do you want for dinner? I'm going to cook.

Why don't you surprise me Babe.

Oh, now you're living dangerously, Connor.

With you I like doing so because I know you got me. [Smirks.]

Or because you know if I screw this up we'll just order a pizza?

[Chuckles. He's really trying to lighten the mood for Connor's benefit but he's been troubled awhile.]

That is true. Very, very true.

[Connor will just be there for him when Andrew needs him.]

Let's get going. I don't want to get stuck in rush hour traffic. Do you need to go back to the hospital or can I take you straight home?

We can go straight home Babe. I am done for the day.

We'll take your car so you have it. I can pick mine up on Monday.

[Locking up his office as they walk out together.]

I have the weekend off unless I have to stop my sister from shopping at Victoria's Secret again.

Does her relationship bother you that much? [Connor looked at him and smiled walking out with him.] Isn't that the go to for most women?

Do you want to think about your sister in lingerie? She seems happy but that doesn't mean I want to think of her in tiny underwear.

I'd say think of me but that would just be more frightening. I'm better of just being naked.

And no but I know it happens. Mine sadly wanted to see me squirm and tried taking me along. As a joke clearly.

I prefer to think of my sister as a celibate saint. I know that's unrealistic so I just try not to get information to the contrary. Not realizing she's sexting her boss.

As long as said boss actually cares about her and isn't one of those shit head bosses.

I haven't met him but I have seen him mostly naked.

Awkward. Maybe you'll have to meet him. Might make it less stressful and worrisome if you do know him a bit.

How do I do that without mentioning I've seen his package? [Obvious answer is obvious but remember Andrew has zero social skills.]

Don't mention seeing said package at all. Luckily doubt he'll ask if you saw it.

I think he thinks I'll kill him. Which is not inaccurate.