[ For him, he’s nursed most of his hangover away by getting right to it with that emergency hangover kit and consuming as much food as he could. The details of last night are fuzzy but he isn’t particularly bothered— this is the kind of lifestyle he was trying to obtain once more anyway. Waking up with a stranger is no new rodeo to him, and despite his massive ego, he does genuinely care about his bedmate.
He has at least put on a pair of boxer briefs with a wolf paw print pattern on, but the rest of him is as naked as the day he was born. The guy was massive, body covered in a thin veil of dark hair, but the way he consumed the food, it almost seemed child-like for someone who could come across as intimidating. ]
You mean this chocolatey stuff? I think so! You can have it, sorry a lot of the crepe is gone.
[ Licking his messy fingers clean, he passes off the plate to her, though there’s not much left. Sorry, lady. ]
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He has at least put on a pair of boxer briefs with a wolf paw print pattern on, but the rest of him is as naked as the day he was born. The guy was massive, body covered in a thin veil of dark hair, but the way he consumed the food, it almost seemed child-like for someone who could come across as intimidating. ]
You mean this chocolatey stuff? I think so! You can have it, sorry a lot of the crepe is gone.
[ Licking his messy fingers clean, he passes off the plate to her, though there’s not much left. Sorry, lady. ]
How ya feeling?