until we meet the moon

Harvey Butler · 10-13-2012, 08:17 PM

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((261)) Uhm, well, if you want to continue, that's fine by me! Dunno if it's alright if we just continue with this thread, just acknowledge time passing?

He smiled at her touch, a gesture as gentle as her spoken words. It was all quite lovely to the red merle Londoner, who was so used to brutish men and overly confident rebels of women back in his gang days. Aoves seemed to have a romance of her own, an air about her that could make anyone watch in interest.

Her lingering fingers comforted Harvey into thinking his own behavior wasn't too bold of a move. He gave a nod of his head as he listened to the female, smile still on his face. Good. He said softly, voice low and fluid. If he thought it'd be appropriate of him, he would have leaned in and placed a kiss of sorts upon the wolfdog's hand, but he, instead, gave a small bow and headed off to bed himself.

Goodnight, love. The Brit responded, watching as the door was shut slowly and the darkly coloured Aoves disappeared from his sight.

With a sigh of content, happy to be home and destined to his warm bed after such a laborious day of waiting and dashing through the storm, Harvey took his time making his way of the stairs, not over exerting himself. There was no need to rush anymore.

He reached the top, turned left and turned the handle to the windowless bedroom. It looked just as inviting and comfortable as ever, and there rarely ever seemed a day where the sight didn't relieve the cockney bloke.

With a yawn, the aussie dog luperci entered his room, and, too, closed the door.

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