Hey, I get that. I'm nasty. But I'd still fight him on his own turf if you wanted me to.
[he grins back, exhaling]
It feels like I'm happy. Like I could stay here forever and not freak out about being trapped under you and your, jesus, really fine bedsheets, holy shit, what's the thread count on these babies?
Re: Text - when he's got his communicator back
[he grins back, exhaling]
It feels like I'm happy. Like I could stay here forever and not freak out about being trapped under you and your, jesus, really fine bedsheets, holy shit, what's the thread count on these babies?