Weekly Open Post
Remy had checked the book, no appointments still, but since no one else seemed to be around, at least that he could tell, he decided to lounge for a while himself, never know if there might be a walk-in.
Of course, he'd gotten bored with lounging fairly quickly and was now sprawled out over a cushion playing a game that apparently consisted of flicking cards across the room, bouncing them off the wall and into the bowl he'd set down as a target.
Don't mind the black eye, it's well on the way to healing now anyway. Besides, he's far too shirtless at the moment to notice something like that.
Of course, he'd gotten bored with lounging fairly quickly and was now sprawled out over a cushion playing a game that apparently consisted of flicking cards across the room, bouncing them off the wall and into the bowl he'd set down as a target.
Don't mind the black eye, it's well on the way to healing now anyway. Besides, he's far too shirtless at the moment to notice something like that.