"Thank you, Robin," he replied, nodding politely and removing the towel to finish patting himself dry, before heading to the bed to get dressed.
Clean and freshly clothed, he felt a bit more like himself.
"Gods, I'm famished. Do you think we could order something in, puck?" he asked softly. "A hot meal, a bottle of wine, a quiet night of calm. I need that, I think."
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Date: 2017-02-11 03:56 am (UTC)Clean and freshly clothed, he felt a bit more like himself.
"Gods, I'm famished. Do you think we could order something in, puck?" he asked softly. "A hot meal, a bottle of wine, a quiet night of calm. I need that, I think."