Merlin had found a job working in a fast food joint. And while it wasn't the most glamourous of jobs, it was helping him pay the rent. He'd been working there nearly a week and everything he owned, including his hair, all smelled like a giant french fry. And his hands had mustard stains. All he really wanted to do was go home and take a bath and sleep. Maybe wank.
He walked into his flat and took off the dumb hat they made him wear, tossing it aside, then saw Draco standing in his kitchen. It was Friday night, wasn't it? "Hey."
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