|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 2:53 pm
"Yep~ I made most of the costumes. A buddy did the props and armour. We got an 87 on it." He grinned. He reached and ruffled her hair, wondering what she was daydreaming about. "Of course I was the most handsome of everyone there, you know."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:00 pm
She let out a whine as he ruffled her hair, but no amount of ducking her head seemed to deter him from that particular quest. Still, he was smiling - or grinning, really - and it was reaching his eyes, and he was touching her of his own accord, and being silly - this was her Dylon. Now there was no doubt about that.
"Of course you were!" Harley laughed, smacking his hands away. "But you know what you could do to be even more handsome right now?" She beamed up at him. "Take a shower." She grabbed her nose, and made an overdramatic face over his (fairly) non-existent stench.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:03 pm
" I do not sme---" He paused. When had he showered last.... oh, and he spent the afternoon before that drinking with everyone.... "Okay, okay." He relented with a sigh. "I'll shower."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:06 pm
Hattie just grinned at him as he went through his potential levels of stench in his own head. Then she rolled over him to put herself between Dylon and the wall, and started systematically trying to push him out of the bed.
By taking up as much space on it as she could, even if it meant sprawling out.
"I'll wait for you here, then?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:11 pm
"Yeah, yeah. Sure." He said as he was kicked out of his own bed. He carefully chose some clothing from his closet, and gave the floor a distasteful once over. "I'll be cleaning when I get back." How a room could go from Neat Freak to College Dropout in one night was amazing. Alarming. "Be back later~." He winked, and left the room.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:13 pm
Hattie waited for the door to click closed, and the second it did she shot up, nearly throwing herself out of bed. The laptop was put away, the snacks she had brought were tidied up and replaced into her obnoxious bag. She made sure every trace of her own mess was gone as if it was never there - again, save for the bag - and then she settled down into his unmade bed with one of his manga, and read while she waited for him.
She was not about to clean his room. He had to. It would be therapeutic.
Which worked out for her anyway, because she was horribly lazy.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:35 pm
When he returned, clean smelling, hair dripping and skin steaming in glory, he found Hattie had HIDDEN THE SNACKS WHY GOD WHY!? "Heeeeeey." He pouted, placing his old clothes into his laundry bin. "Where'd the snacks go?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:55 pm
"They are gone!" She insisted happily. "Until the room is tidy." Then she paused, looking thoughtful. "Maybe you could make the bed first?" Except she was laying on it, on her back with a manga held hovering above her.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 4:11 pm
"Geee...." Make the bed. With Hattie sprawled on it.
Dylon took a few steps forward, picked up the edge of his blanket, and tossed it over her head. Satisfied, he started picking up clothes from the floor.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 4:27 pm
Harley gave a small shriek as the blanket fell over her, cutting off the light and bathing her in his scent. She laughed, setting the manga down and rolling over, drawing the blanket back to peek out from under it.
"I'm glad you're feeling better, Casanova."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 4:40 pm
Dylon smiled back at her. "Me too." He really was. He was lucky to have her, lucky to have Vahn and lucky this particular episode only last about a day. < >
"What's that Hattie?" He grinned, dropping the remaining clothes in the laundry basket. "You want to help Dylon do laundry? Why, so kind!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 5:08 pm
She beamed at him, and after a moment threw the covers back, sliding out of the bed as he went around collecting the evidence of his mental lapse.
"If by 'help' you mean 'stand there and look pretty' then yes, that is exactly what I said!" Harley skipped over to him, folding her hands behind her back.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 3:24 pm
"Funny enough it's exactly what I meant to. You do it so well." He gestured to get her to open the door for him. "C'mon, Hattie."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 3:27 pm
"Right?" Hattie grinned, striking a brief pose before walking towards the door, being sure to toss her hair with a casual hand as she passed him. "It's one of my best qualities~" She informed him, still grinning, as she opened the door and waited for him to pass.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 3:30 pm
"Yes it is." He laughed. "Thanks, Pretty Girl." He winked, walking through the now open door. "I'll treat you to dinner sometime. Anything you want. Or I can make you a present~."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
