Morning! |D
The previous day had been a rather wonderful one for Francis. Dancing in the rain had turned into an invitation back to Cross's place, and that had turned into a rather enjoyable evening~ Life was good. And even when he woke up, France felt warm and comfortable. He smiled before he even opened his eyes, and nuzzled into the sheets that...
...that didn't smell like his.
France opened his eyes.
Nope. not the same colour, either.
And when he glanced up, there was another occupant in the bed. Which meant... He was still at Cross's. He sighed out a quiet expletive at his misstep - usually he was gone by now - and sat up slowly so as not to disturb his partner.
His clothes, where were his- downstairs. Merde. Slowly he sto- ouch, okay not yet. Dieu, his back...curse his age. He tries again, and makes it to his feet this time. Good. Now, just make it to the door and hope none of the floorboards squeak...
...that didn't smell like his.
France opened his eyes.
Nope. not the same colour, either.
And when he glanced up, there was another occupant in the bed. Which meant... He was still at Cross's. He sighed out a quiet expletive at his misstep - usually he was gone by now - and sat up slowly so as not to disturb his partner.
His clothes, where were his- downstairs. Merde. Slowly he sto- ouch, okay not yet. Dieu, his back...curse his age. He tries again, and makes it to his feet this time. Good. Now, just make it to the door and hope none of the floorboards squeak...