MHA #15, Saturday Evening

There were some habits Watts was aware he he had that were not particularly good habits, but ones he was unable to stop doing for one reason or another. One such habit was his tendency to shove his hands down into his pockets with enough force that the pockets eventually tore. Thankfully, although it seemed near-impossible to break this habit, dealing with the inevitable outcome was simple enough.

Hence the Saturday evening spent on his couch with his mending kit, music playing on the speaker he'd purchased alongside the headphones Miss Gingrich had helped him pick out.