itp: how does i literacy?

[my_pleasure]

[ wander into this lounge and you'll encounter what looks like a somewhat clean-looking hobo, reclining in a chair, with a book in his lap. He looks utterly engrossed in it, his brow furrowed. He looks to be reading aloud, quietly, to himself... ]

See...Spot.

See Spot...run.

Run, Spot...run...

[ sighs, shaking his head. ] Spot, that little

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ajw s-so cute

[failingfelicity]

What are you doing?

He tries.

[my_pleasure]

[ stare. ] I'm reading.

[failingfelicity]

You- ["could've fooled me" but she's not that cruel, even if it is him.]

D-do you need help? [Her tone is genuine]

[my_pleasure]

I'm fine.

[failingfelicity]

Y-you're sure?

((P.S. Are they still married? XD; ))

[my_pleasure]

Quite.

[ ooc; ...I honestly have no idea? If you want to, we can say they are and if they aren't supposed to be, well. They just failed to notice that the rings will come off. ]

[failingfelicity]

A-alright. [But she's not leaving, silently sitting down on the arm of the chair instead.]

((Okay~!))

[my_pleasure]

[ pauses for a moment, before setting the book aside and slipping an arm around her waist. ] And what are you up to?

[failingfelicity]

[Jumps slightly, but doesn't push him away. Can't live with a guy for a week or so and not start to get used to him.] A-ah, I was going to make some tea, m-maybe go look for my sister after that.

[my_pleasure]

Oh yeah? What's a guy gotta do to get in on that, then?

[failingfelicity]

I-I'm not introducing you to my sister.

[my_pleasure]

Who's your sister?

[failingfelicity]

Road. She's twelve. [In a manner of speaking. Either way, you stay away :| ]

[my_pleasure]

Road, you say. Sounds cute.

[failingfelicity]

Mm.

[...Subject change! Phasing through his arm to stand.] I-I'm going to make tea, now. I s-suppose you can come with.

[my_pleasure]

Sounds like a plan to me.