07-19-2008, 11:26 PM
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By the time Laurent hit the bed Jasper was already starting the process of sitting himself up, dragging the blanket along with him as he went. Turning to face him a bit better, while his lover spoke, Jasper tilted his head to the side in an awkward fashion, suddenly curious. For a moment his ears dropped, unsure, and then he spoke. "They aren't mean, right?" He didn't like being picked on, at least not in a serious manner, and strangers worried him. "And we'd stay around here, right?" Because he certainly wouldn't leave without his father or, at the very least, wouldn't be to keen on it. |