Tempting ((DBW))
"While I'm gone, feel free to see if the cable is back. If not, I've a few DVDs that you might fancy."
The cable wasn't back, so I went through Wesley's movies to see if there was anything that sounded good. "They're all old," I complained to no one, before settling down on the floor and finding one that looked kinda cool.
Kinda.
I put it on in the background as I went to Wesley's closet and started going through his clothes to find something better for me to wear, and also cuz I was curious... yup. All suits. I giggled a bit as I pulled out one long-sleeved button-up shirt that looked pretty much like all the others, and put that on instead of the sweatpants and too-big t-shirt.
I buttoned it up about half-way, then looked for a pair of socks and finally found one that matched the blue shirt I was wearing. I threw the socks on - too big, but comfy - and danced a bit to the background noise of the movie playing as I went back to the kitchen.
"Hmm... lessee. Food, food, food..." I opened up the fridge and stuck out my tongue. Nothing. "Ooo!" But Wesley had been smart and put the rest of the ice cream away in the freezer, and I grabbed the carton of half-melty stuff and a spoon.
Dipping it in the drippy stuff, I danced back into the living room, licking the spoon quickly since it would totally drip, like, everywhere if I wasn't careful, when Wesley came back finally.
"Hey," I said as I gulped more melty ice cream, licking it off my face as some movie called "Lolita" was playing in the back as I danced in his shirt. "Miss me?"
The cable wasn't back, so I went through Wesley's movies to see if there was anything that sounded good. "They're all old," I complained to no one, before settling down on the floor and finding one that looked kinda cool.
Kinda.
I put it on in the background as I went to Wesley's closet and started going through his clothes to find something better for me to wear, and also cuz I was curious... yup. All suits. I giggled a bit as I pulled out one long-sleeved button-up shirt that looked pretty much like all the others, and put that on instead of the sweatpants and too-big t-shirt.
I buttoned it up about half-way, then looked for a pair of socks and finally found one that matched the blue shirt I was wearing. I threw the socks on - too big, but comfy - and danced a bit to the background noise of the movie playing as I went back to the kitchen.
"Hmm... lessee. Food, food, food..." I opened up the fridge and stuck out my tongue. Nothing. "Ooo!" But Wesley had been smart and put the rest of the ice cream away in the freezer, and I grabbed the carton of half-melty stuff and a spoon.
Dipping it in the drippy stuff, I danced back into the living room, licking the spoon quickly since it would totally drip, like, everywhere if I wasn't careful, when Wesley came back finally.
"Hey," I said as I gulped more melty ice cream, licking it off my face as some movie called "Lolita" was playing in the back as I danced in his shirt. "Miss me?"