Jun 20, 2011 17:13
[He'd been sleeping off the impromptu visit to the lake house.. and what felt like a very long and obscure dream that had been his first time residence at the Manor. But something felt a little off as he rolled over and felt a strangely familiar build lying with him. As he did he managed to lean on his Blackberry starting the feed on the two spooning nearby the forest. For a moment he was going to tell Ayame to go back to his own room, but then he remembered that Ayame didn't have such a sterile medical smell, that and he wasn't the kind to fall asleep in the middle of the gardens. What was-- Black Jack?
So the Manor wasn't a dream? If it was it was becoming one that his mind was especially fond of reoccurring. Hazily he put an arm on Black Jack's side.]
Kuroo..?
plot: blueprints,
black jack,
hatori sohma