Wilson was in a hurry. Chase had managed to 'distract' him this morning and throw his schedule off. Ironic, though, that his Australian lover was up and at work even before he was! Having stuffed a poptart in his mouth, nearly the entire thing protruding from his mouth as he pulled on his coat, he stepped into the conference room where he knew Chase was sure to be.
Lucky enough, his blonde was alone studying some case file. Sitting down next to the other noisily, the blonde looked over with a smirk.
"Good day, Jamie."
Wilson turned and glared, temporarily forgetting that he had a poptart hanging from his mouth. Well, he forgot it until the aussie leaned forward and took a decent bite out of the bottom of it.
"Entertaining me and bringing me breakfast, too. How sweet."
Chase was left with poptart bits sticking in his hair. Wilson never thought smashing a poptart would've been as fun as it was. Ah, the morning was looking a little bit better.
