Jag had been living in Coby's room for months, now, but he still didn't feel as if it were home. To be fair, nothing in this place felt like home, but this was Coby's place. He was just crashing in it.
That explained why he knocked, first, and then only opened the door. He found Coby behind the keyboard, and brandished the bottle of Kraken victoriously. "Wanna?"
He had no idea how terrible today might or might not be for Coby, but if he'd been in love with the angel of love, he reckoned Valentine's Day might be a tough one. So here he was, just in case, ready to take 'piss off' for an answer. It wasn't as if Em and he had ever celebrated it, so he was there all for Coby. It was the least he could do, really. And it was the very least he wanted to do, when he owed Coby so much.
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Date: 2018-02-13 11:01 pm (UTC)That explained why he knocked, first, and then only opened the door. He found Coby behind the keyboard, and brandished the bottle of Kraken victoriously. "Wanna?"
He had no idea how terrible today might or might not be for Coby, but if he'd been in love with the angel of love, he reckoned Valentine's Day might be a tough one. So here he was, just in case, ready to take 'piss off' for an answer. It wasn't as if Em and he had ever celebrated it, so he was there all for Coby. It was the least he could do, really. And it was the very least he wanted to do, when he owed Coby so much.