<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mychicagotherapist.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/chris-evans-black-white-shirt.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Mick McIntyre (http://URL of Character Sheet)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>21:30, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Outside Sophia’s apartment<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Making a snap decision<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sophia<br/><hr/><br/>Sophia and Mick hugged often over the course of their friendship. That there was an affection between them was impossible to deny. Mick had always taken that as more of a big brother-little sister vibe, a feeling that was clearly in evidence by the way the evening’s activities went down.<br/><br/>But, when Sophia’s hand slid up his arm and gently pulled the two closer together, Mick realized it wasn’t a hug that the girl was going for at all. Her words more than backed that up. When she suggested that things could change for them tonight, a small chill ran up Mick’s spine.<br/><br/>Mick’s brain skipped a few steps ahead. What if we did? He thought. Was he just signing up for a share of the problems Sophia already had?<br/><br/>Even as he contemplated this, his instincts partially took over, and his arm opposite Sophia’s traveled down slightly and allowed him to place a hand gingerly on her hip. Mick knew where Sophia was going. The look in her eyes gave her away.<br/><br/>What Mick kept coming back to while they stood on the doorstep was the fact that Sophia had almost certainly left sobriety behind a few exits back, and was almost surely carrying some of the effects into her decision making. Whatever happened, Mick needed to at least make sure she didn’t make a further show of it, and, if he said no and she melted down, that most certainly could not happen on her doorstep.<br/><br/>“Sophia,” Mick said, his eyes meeting hers as he made every attempt to make his voice as mellow and soothing as possible, “let’s get you inside your place and talk in there. You’ve had a rough couple of hours, and I think we should get you tucked away at least.”<br/>