#//All for skipping the baking. We got work to do. We'll call the brownies done.

[maryfisk]

Mary was waiting on the couch when Wilson stepped through the doors of the penthouse. Depsite the sun setting she hadn't bothered to turn on the light, leaving the main room shrouded in darkness. Their home smelled faintly of brownies and oddly enough mints from a source she hadn't quite figure out yet. Her gaze was stuck on her husband as he approached her, she raised a hand stopping his incoming kiss, and pointed to the couch. "Sit down, please. We need to talk." She spoke, brushing her hair out of her face.

She glanced over to Wesley who had arrived with groceries hours before. They had spent most of the day baking and listening to oldies but goodies.

@misterjameswesley

[wilsonfisk-thekingpin]

Wilson closed and locked the door behind him, he frowned when he saw the expression on Mary's face and even more so when she rejected his kiss. He obliged with her request, sitting down next to his wife. "What's wrong, Mary?" He asked, taking her hand in his and rubbing gentle circles in between her thumb and forefinger.

@misterjameswesley

Should've tagged you here. Whoops!

Mary was waiting on the couch when Wilson stepped through the doors of the penthouse. Depsite the sun setting she hadn't bothered to turn on the light, leaving the main room shrouded in darkness. Their home smelled faintly of brownies and oddly enough mints from a source she hadn't quite figure out yet. Her gaze was stuck on her husband as he approached her, she raised a hand stopping his incoming kiss, and pointed to the couch. "Sit down, please. We need to talk." She spoke, brushing her hair out of her face.

She glanced over to Wesley who had arrived with groceries hours before. They had spent most of the day baking and listening to oldies but goodies.

@misterjameswesley