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oom: room 25
Feb. 7th, 2009 11:23 pm[ooc: after this]
When he opens the door to his bedroom, room twenty-five, he glances first to the bed and then at the floor, not wanting to trip over anything in the dark. He kicks a pair of boots out of the way as he crosses the open space, shifting her weight in his arms so that he can draw back the blankets and sheets. He moves her so that she's sitting on the edge of the bed, then kneels down to start unlacing her boots.
They're still caked with mud, so it takes him a minute or two.
He glances up at her.
"Do you want to get changed or just sleep?"
He figures she'll go for the latter.
When he opens the door to his bedroom, room twenty-five, he glances first to the bed and then at the floor, not wanting to trip over anything in the dark. He kicks a pair of boots out of the way as he crosses the open space, shifting her weight in his arms so that he can draw back the blankets and sheets. He moves her so that she's sitting on the edge of the bed, then kneels down to start unlacing her boots.
They're still caked with mud, so it takes him a minute or two.
He glances up at her.
"Do you want to get changed or just sleep?"
He figures she'll go for the latter.
