Liam Kincaid (
firstofitskind) wrote2020-08-09 10:14 am
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MHA #6, Sunday Morning
Over the last few months, Liam had fallen back on a number of old habits, including the one where he only bothered with sleeping the few hours a night that his body required. Instead, he kept busy doing other things, including regular runs around the island. He was on his way back to the apartment for a shower after one such run just now, as a matter of fact.
After that (and making sure the mice- and squirrel!Verity- had breakfast), it was probably tea and a breakfast sandwich at the Perk. What an exciting life he led.
[ooc: for the wiiiiiife.]
After that (and making sure the mice- and squirrel!Verity- had breakfast), it was probably tea and a breakfast sandwich at the Perk. What an exciting life he led.
[ooc: for the wiiiiiife.]
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... Though, okay, he’d probably wake up early regardless, but with her there in bed with him he’d be easy enough to convince to stay.
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No promises.
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“And I should probably call and cancel tomorrow’s appointment, then.” Therapy could wait a week, he had months’ worth of Verity-time to catch up on here.
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Only if he wanted to!
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"I think I can handle missing a week," he assured her. "Especially for such a good cause."
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(That was conditioner, Liam. But never mind.)
"Funny," he murmured, nuzzling at her shoulder. "I was thinking exactly the same thing."