"Yeah, I was three when I had him but he's the light of my life." James laughed and used the hand he was shaking to yank Hartley into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him. He ushered Hartley towards the little table he had in his kitchen area which was admittedly patio furniture but it was cheaper and they could eat off it. "Okay, it's still early so I'll make you pancakes and you can just chill. Your nothing will be out soon, he just stayed up all night."

James grinned and then turned his head to the side and yelled at a loud volume Axel's name. "Get your ass out of bed or you don't get pancakes!" Turning back to Hartley, James shrugged before he moved back to the kitchen area, pulling out a frying pan. "How are you doing, Hartley?"