[hmmm. now, why did that feel so awkward? klaus's unsure and if he stops to think about it for long, his thoughts wander too much, which never ends well.
but rhys says ‘home,’ like it's something normal and the slope of his shoulders relaxes beneath a mostly comfortable weight, an absent smile lifting his lips afterward.] Yeah, that sounds good.
Getting out of the snow would be great as well. Too fucking cold for this shit.
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but rhys says ‘home,’ like it's something normal and the slope of his shoulders relaxes beneath a mostly comfortable weight, an absent smile lifting his lips afterward.] Yeah, that sounds good.
Getting out of the snow would be great as well. Too fucking cold for this shit.