So if an old friend I know / Drops by to say hello [for nota_rolemodel]
Ric had been busier than usual lately--which meant not at the Grill on their stools when Damon stopped by to get a drink or over at the boarding house every night. Not that Damon could claim that he was being ignored--Ric was around at less, but he was still around. Damon, however, was very good at feeling neglected--or, well, curious about why he was potentially being given an argument for claiming to be neglected.
He let himself into Ric's apartment when he knew that he was finishing up at school--he'd have to come home after, before going anywhere, right? He poked around, looking, and his nose wrinkled a little bit near the laundry basket. The scent of sex and girl were both in the air, probably too faint for human nose, but his picked it up. That was interesting enough, but the faint scent of wolf on one of Alaric's shirts? That he was...disturbed by.
Frowning, he went back into the kitchen and got himself a glass of bourbon, then made himself comfortable on the sofa to wait for Ric to get home and clear things up.
He let himself into Ric's apartment when he knew that he was finishing up at school--he'd have to come home after, before going anywhere, right? He poked around, looking, and his nose wrinkled a little bit near the laundry basket. The scent of sex and girl were both in the air, probably too faint for human nose, but his picked it up. That was interesting enough, but the faint scent of wolf on one of Alaric's shirts? That he was...disturbed by.
Frowning, he went back into the kitchen and got himself a glass of bourbon, then made himself comfortable on the sofa to wait for Ric to get home and clear things up.