fine again [aelrich]

The sight of Aelrich sitting in a dark room really wasn't all that surprising anymore. For as long as Murphy could remember, when he opened up the shop and Aelrich came to help out, he'd spent a good portion of his time just sitting in the dark. He couldn't really understand why he preferred to sit in the dark when there was a light available for use. A couple of windows were scattered throughout the large room, bringing in only a little bit of sunlight, but not enough to really see anything with.

The shop owner entered the room a little bit more, eyes falling on the male who sat on a desk. The clay and paint on his hands and face gave an indication that Aelrich had been there early working on a few things. Aelrich was the only other person besides himself that had a key to access the back of the store. For some reason or another, there was a little bit of trust there, although, there were times he wasn't so sure there should be. Aelrich wasn't a bad guy, just... really odd.

"Nothing in particular. Just wanted to see if you were back here. I know sometimes you don't show up until later, or decide not to come in on some days." This process that Aelrich used, Murphy learned not to argue with it. It really wasn't a huge deal, either. He spent all of his time in the back, rather than out front with the customers, which was a good thing. "I was also wondering if you'd like to have a small bite of breakfast with me. It's been a while since we last talked, so I thought that might be a good opportunity before the store officially opens up."

Murphy's brow arched a bit as he looked the other male over. For the most part, he was relatively comfortable with Aelrich. They had spent a decent amount of time together, although, there wasn't a whole lot that the two knew about each other. There were times, however, Murphy really didn't know what to think of make of him. Aelrich was... well, in his mind, he was a complicated being, and there really was no true way to explain. He was pretty sure that were anyone to break into the store while Aelrich was around, everything would be just fine. Who would want to go up against someone like Aelrich? The frightening looks he could give were bad enough.

A small smile peeked from the corner of his lips as the other agreed to have breakfast with him. A lot of the time, Murphy ended up just drinking some coffee and running on that for a while, but there were some mornings he just needed to have something to eat. And on those mornings, he enjoyed sharing them with someone. Even someone who was crazy.

The brunette glanced over his shoulder as he lead the way to his apartment, brows knitting together a bit. "You know, you shouldn't do that," he said, walking up the stairs. "That really isn't good for you. Then again, I can't really say anything. I forget to eat sometimes, too."

The two reached the top of the landing, and Murphy motioned for Donovan to take a seat at the round dining table with only two chairs. The smell of fresh bread filled the area. Heading into the kitchen, he called, "Yeah, the store's doing pretty well. A lot of your clay figurines are doing really well, too. They seem to be pretty popular with the ladies." In only a few minutes, Murphy returned to the dining area with two plates with fresh sourdough bread, scrambled eggs, bacon and sausage. "Here you go," he said with a smile, setting the full plate before the white haired male. Setting his own plate down, he retreated to the kitchen and returned with a couple of mugs and a pot of coffee. A small bowl of sugar cubes sat in the middle of the table, as well as a jar of honey, and couple of jars of different jams.

Smiling triumphantly, the shop owner sat down in front of his food, feeling his stomach growl. Although he didn't really talk about it much, he really liked to cook and bake. Next to being a shop owner, that had also been another thing he had been interested in. His brother made fun of him for it sometimes, he whatever. "Well, dig in!"