Full Boyle
Oh, this is turning into a live sex show.
Yeah, let's go.
I wasn't saying that in a bad way.
Jake.
Although they can't see us.
Jake!
"Its kinda sweet", Amy says from her seat at the break room table. "Its sweet how much Charles loves her".
"He went from zero to one hundred in about three seconds", Jake deadpans. "And yet, somehow she's worse".
Amy rolls her eyes at jake's dramatics. "Don't you ever want to get married one day?" she inquires, and jake shrugs.
"I don't think so. I mean, I didn't exactly have the best role models, growing up". He takes a sip of his coffee. "Why, do you?"
"I think so, one day", she muses.
She's heard all about jake's parents, but she'd grown up in a different kind of household. Victor and Camilla Santiago were the perfect Cuban parents of eight, and had displayed affection towards each other Amy's entire life. She liked to think that her parents had influenced her, and one day she really did want something like that. Something like that, but different.
"Yeah, I do", she says finally.
"Something like that?" jake smirks at her, motioning towards Charles at his desk in the bullpen.
"Definitely not like that". She rolls her eyes, making jake chuckle.