Bendy-time, fun-time
Percy stood in the kitchen, looking at the empty bottle of gin like it was a traitor. There was no reason for it to be empty so quickly. He had plenty more gin, bottle stashed in many places, but he was not ready to open a new bottle.
Or rather he was, but Alex had since been through every hiding spot with a fine tooth, and rearranged things so that the desired gin...was hiding.
Frowning, he padded out of the kitchen, frowning as he looked about thoughtfully. He was so intent upon his search that he took no noticed of Arsene's presence.
Or rather he was, but Alex had since been through every hiding spot with a fine tooth, and rearranged things so that the desired gin...was hiding.
Frowning, he padded out of the kitchen, frowning as he looked about thoughtfully. He was so intent upon his search that he took no noticed of Arsene's presence.