Willie grimaced slightly when she jumped, feeling a little bad that he scared her, though he should have known he walked quietly with his years of training. "Good, I heard it blasting music for hours, so I assumed it was." Jesse had also texted him, telling him he had a great time with some kid named Jake, and was already back in bed listening to her favorite True Crime Podcasts. He had to talk about that with her, but forced that thought out of his mind when she asked him something. "Huh? Oh, yes. Going home, going to make some brinner, maybe watch a movie." He shrugged, having not heard her at first, but his brain caught up eventually. "Hopefully you are too." He chuckled, though wondered if she'd want dinner, or brinner.

Will chuckled, "Wow, must have been that good then," He joked, wondering what kept those few kids wanting to stay at the dance, guessing it was either the music, or the food. He waited for her to connect the dots herself, nodding her head when she did, "Yeah, just a little breakfast for dinner." he admitted with a light laugh. When she admitted she should probably eat something, he couldn't stop himself, "Why don't you join me? I usually make too much anyways." He was still getting used to making dinner for more than one and was often left with leftovers for the next day.

Will turned from the gym with her, knowing that even if she didn't say yes to dinner, he'd walk her to her car since it was dark. Even though it was a school, you just never know what might happen. He continued walking a few steps after she had stopped, but forced himself to turn around and face her, wondering if she was shocked he had asked, not sure of why. He worried for a second that she'd say no, but sighed a little when she said yes. "I hope you like breakfast food." Was all he could think of saying, feeling suddenly a little awkward in the situation.

"There's a few people who don't like eggs?" Will said, thinking of a classmate in high school who hated the taste and the smell of eggs, and had been bombarded with eggs one year for a prank. He was sure the guy would grow up to be a villain that took out egg farms everywhere because of it. He shrugged his shoulders,, "Oatmeal's not bad when you add things to it like brown sugar or fruit." There was also the option of making it a savory, which he'd found reminded him of grits.

"They really are," Will chuckled, knowing he'd probably die a little inside if he couldn't eat eggs. "Ah, French toast is really delicious." He had learned though, that you had to actually toast the bread first, which would make sense. The French toast he had tried to make for Jesse that first time, were soggy and disgusting, but he learned and found out how much he actually liked cooking. She leaned against the car and he couldn't help but smirk a little, "Ah, well. I won't make oatmeal this time, but I promise, I'll bring you the best." he chuckled as he pulled his keys out of his pocket. "Want to just follow?" he asked, thinking it was late enough she shouldn't have a problem following him to his apartment.

Will figured he'd make French toast then, seeing he had plenty of left over bread now that Jesse was at the school, it took him twice as long to get through a loaf of bread. He nodded his head and headed for his car, thinking over what kind of oatmeal he should try first as he drove to his apartment, parking and waited for her in the parking lot before leading her up to his place.

"It's not much, but probably comes across as a bachelor pad." It was sparse inside, he didn't own a lot of things after what happened, and since Jesse spent the majority of her time at school, she had most of her stuff there.

Will put his bag and keys on a table by the front door and led her inside, "Make yourself comfortable," He chuckled, knowing the couch was so comfortable he'd fallen asleep randomly throughout the day. "Glad that it's not the worst." he turned on more lights in the kitchen and started gathering ingredients to make French toast. "Do you want a drink?" he asked, having a variety of juice, alcohol, soda, and of course, water.

Will looked up towards Aleah, smiling softly, "Yeah, I needed a two bedroom apartment. This was the only unit they had left, but I have to admit, it's pretty nice." It gave him a good view of the little town, mountains, and the street below. He busied himself with turning on the oven so he could toast a bunch of bread all at once instead of in the toaster, since that would take too long. "I have… Coffee yes." He said, quickly rummaging through his makeshift coffee bar that Jesse had set up before moving into the dorms. "Do you like cream or sugar?" He asked, turning on the coffee machine and filling it up with water.

Will smiled, thinking maybe his luck was changing with the rough years after his wife had passed. "I think so too, hopefully my luck stays that way." He wasn't sure how long it would last, but he'd ride the luck till it ran out. Once the coffee was brewing he started working on setting up for the French Toast dip, before handing her the cup of coffee, and cream and sugar containers. "Coffee is bitter, but you get used to it the more you drink it." He'd gotten over the terrible taste when he was on the force, usually unable to get sugar or cream most of the time, but black coffee was always available.

Will didn't slow down though, working on making eggs and bacon to go along with the French toast, part of his mind going through his memories. He was pulled back in when she mentioned needing it to be sweet, and chuckled. "Well, a lot of the time I couldn't get sugar or cream. It was rough without coffee though." He would feel tired and unable to focus until he learned to deal with it black.

"Ooof, mean without coffee. I've heard differently." Will teased as he started on the eggs, finishing up the bacon and French Toast and started plating everything. "Ah, everyone was busy. Didn't really have anyone to get cream and sugar all the time." It was a smaller town, very few guys on the force, most of the time he was out on patrol like the rest of them.

Will chuckled, knowing it was a lie about her, he hadn’t really heard anything bad about Aleah, which was why he was happy to put Jesse into the school when he was offered the job. He turned off the stove and oven, plating the last of the food before bringing it over to the breakfast bar seats, not really caring where they ate, as long as they got to eat. “It wasn’t an easy decision, but it was the best for Jesse.” He knew he needed to get her away from what had happened to her mom and little brother and he needed to get away from the rumors about him.

Will felt a swell of pride in his chest, hoping he was, and it was always good to hear someone say it. "It's been a good change." The less stressful job of security of a high school instead of a detective on the police force had been a good change, it allowed him to be there for Jessie when she needed him. He wished he had done this sooner, but he couldn't leave with everything that was going on. He didn't want to leave without clearing his name. He chuckled as he peeked over the breakfast bar and over the couch, barely seeing the top of her head. "Thank you, I needed someone to sacrifice to feed my couch. I didn't want to get eaten." He joked, chuckling as he walked towards his table in the little nook and brought it in front of the couch. "Don't worry, you'll be able to pull yourself out." He continued to joke as he went back for the two plates.

Will grabbed his coffee and utensils last, making his way back to the couch just as she was able to pull herself out. "Well, someone has to be sacrificed," he continued to joke, taking a seat on the couch, handing her the silverware. "Sorry, probably didn't want to work out after the dance." He grimaced slightly, though he at least had an offering, the French Toast.