Perhaps his own affairs, the 'magic' that had happened in the last few days had kept his head relatively clear...

Whatever had kept his mind from wandering did not act now and his empty little mind, as he would have thought of it, was ripe for filling.

[ooc: snapshot post! *cause I'm mean* maximum 6]

Liir and Andrew had made breakfast before returning to the room and doing as Liir had suggested: spending the day lazing. Neither of them had anywhere to go or anything specific to do, so it was easy enough for Liir to fall back into sleep; it had been a rather emotionally charged morning, after all ( Read more... )

Liir woke up a little later than usual, which could easily be attributed to his bedmate. Andrew looked so sweet when he was asleep, felt so warm and pleasant; the faint light of the morning made his hair the color of clarified butter in certain spots and he couldn't help running his hand over it. Then he pressed a kiss as he extricated himself ( Read more... )

Chad's words still weighed heavily on his mind, as did the thought of Teddy's face from the other day. It was balanced by Andrew, but not canceled out. Never canceled out. Whatever madness he had was his own concern, his own trouble, and the fact that he'd made anyone else suffer for it bothered him ( Read more... )

( Liir was doing his chores. In his room. That's all. )

So many things spinning around in his head today ( Read more... )