Hartley: you’re asking me out on a date? Where would we go?
Cisco: I though we could just stay in. I was gonna cook for you. Is that okay?
Text: hart
Hartley: fine.
Cisco: That’s good. I miss you
Hartley: I miss you too.
Cisco:Are you up for a little date night? I want to see you.
Text: hart
Hartley: fine.
Cisco: That’s good. I miss you
Text: Sister
Violet: he’s a murderer but yes you two look cute together.
Cisco: can you stop saying stuff like that? At least around me. It really bothers me.
Text: hart
Cisco: Hey. How you feeling fam?
Fading Light {Cisco, Len, Lisa}
“What?” Len asked in confusion. Then he remembered. Domenico. Getting clobbered. He was still healing from that. He looked better today, but judging by Cisco’s expression, it wasn’t much of an improvement. “I’m fine. Will be fine. Just a…it doesn’t matter. Look, I gave you lots of time. Now I need you. Something weird is up with Lisa, and I don’t know what to do.”
“Your health matters, Len. Especially if you’re taking care of Hartley. If you’re hurt, then you can’t really properly care for someone else.” He sighed, crossing his arms and watching the man. “What’s going on with Lisa? Is she okay?” Cisco said, his words rushed.
Cisco backup 