[There's a long pause, and then some grumbling, but sooner or later the door opens. He leans heavily against the frame, staring down at her. He's drunk, naturally, but there's something extra heavy in his gaze as his eyes linger at her hair, down the curve of her cheek.]
Take the bed.
[He waves a hand towards it as he moves aside.]
Oughta sleep in here tonight. Might not be such a good idea for the recently suspected to be right where they always are.
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Date: 2019-10-20 01:29 am (UTC)Take the bed.
[He waves a hand towards it as he moves aside.]
Oughta sleep in here tonight. Might not be such a good idea for the recently suspected to be right where they always are.