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hasaknightjobAfter a long - pleasant, but long - weekend, a quiet date night in seemed just the thing. Steven and Llewellyn ordered in Chinese and set themselves up in the comfort of the library to eat it. Nothing fancy in dress or anything else. Just them, some food, a couch, and a sleeping cat beside them.
Steven might just be sitting closer to Llewellyn than he usually would at the start of such an evening is all. Possibly a little clingy, don't mind him.
"Been in the mood for Kung Pao," Steven said, as he used his chopsticks to secure some tofu and peppers. "Can't remember the last time I had it."
Steven? Talking about unimportant things to avoid talking about actual important things? Maybe.
[for the beau. NFB please]
Steven might just be sitting closer to Llewellyn than he usually would at the start of such an evening is all. Possibly a little clingy, don't mind him.
"Been in the mood for Kung Pao," Steven said, as he used his chopsticks to secure some tofu and peppers. "Can't remember the last time I had it."
Steven? Talking about unimportant things to avoid talking about actual important things? Maybe.
[for the beau. NFB please]
