#I am grabbing u and mx. liara

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@enclovir​ for Liara T’soni

It was supposed to have kept raining, a late summer thunderstorm that rolled in the night before was supposed to linger, but Garrus awoke to no pitter patter and instead the sun was beautiful and shining.

Lingering in bed the turian starred out the window as he let wakefulness settle in some with the comfort of his soft blanket still wrapped around him before he finally managed to rise and start his day. Coffee maker was flipped on before he dressed himself in soft breathable layers. He took his bug of coffee out to the porch with him and surveyed his thriving vegetable patch, taking in the morning with palavian chickens purring away in their coop still waiting patiently to get out.

There were chores to do.

Chickens were released for the day to partake in the food Garrus laid out and he was watering his herbs when he heard the car pull up the drive, brow plates pulling into a brief scowl as his subharmonics droned audibly with his confusion. He brought a hand up to his translator, switching it on as he stood to turn the poor lost soul the other way when something like a grin broke out from him.

“Professor T’soni.” he greeted them with an easiness taking over his shoulders, giving a nearby tomato plant one last spray before he moved to turn the hose all the way off and greet his old friend.