Shameful

He joined Olly not long after, a thick wooly blanket tucked under one arm with a few of the snugstones in each hand. Unfolding the blanket, he sat down next to Olruggio and draped it over both of their shoulders. "It's nice to have a little peace and quiet for once."

Adjesting  himself,  his  eyes  moved  to  look  at  the  other.  offering  his  hand  to  help  him  move  down.  Who  knows  how  clumsily  the  other  might  be,  and  yet,  when  they  sat  there,  the  blanket  felt  warm.  He  soon  moved  to  crack  the  bottle  up,  and  pour  it  into  the  cups,  and  moved  to  hand  it  over  to  the  other.  "  I  agree.  No  one  screaming,  just  us.  Besides,  once  in  a  while  you  need  a  break  from  everyone.  I  can  tell  by  now.  So  enjoy  the  night  and  relax  with  me."

He was already running off, quietly so he wouldn't wake the girls, to get the blankets. "I think we have some little pastries left if you want to finish them off." It gave him an excuse to bake more.

He exhaled for a moment and moved from where he was. Since the other was off grabbing the blankets, he grabbed a bottle and moved to the kitchen to grab the pastries the other was speaking of. Glasses, and he moved quietly outside to make himself get to the top. Sure, a break every once in a while, where they didn't have to worry, wasn't all that bad. Sitting down, hell wait for the other before popping the bottle open.

"I'll go get the thickest blanket in the house and maybe a couple of your snugstones just in case and meet you up there."

"That's  fine  with  me."  Even  though  he  knew  what  would  happen  if  they  ended  up  cold,  he  ignored  what  was  going  through  his  mind.  "  But  whatever  works,  I'll  bring  the  bottle  and  the  glasses.  Any  snacks?"

Olruggio | Episode 6

"I think that's a wonderful idea! The weather is perfect for it. Not a cloud in sight."

"I'll  bring  a  bottle  up  to  the  roof,  and  we  can  just  sit  and  watch  the  sky.  Make  sure  you  wear  something  slightly  heavy.  The  skies  might  be  clear,  but  it  might  be  chilly."

"Oooh! Beachside! I'll pack a picnic, won't that be fun?" He's not even listening.

"I'm  pushing  you  in  the  water,"  he  mutters.  "  Fine,  fine,  whatever.  Not  like  I  can  get  out  of  it  now.  Are  we  bringing  the  girls----"

Send “I belong to you” for the reverse.

Since when?? "I suppose I don't."

"Whatever,  you're  here  now.  Stay  a  while,  I  guess."  It  was  lonely  anyway.  "I  thought  about  going  to  watch  the  stars  tonight."

"Romantic getaway? Where are we going?"

"Wh--what?"  he  cleared  his  throat.  “  Beachside  sounds  best,  but  that's  not  where  I'm  going!  You're  impossible.” 

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"  Aye,  sometimes  one  has  to  drink  to  be  able  to  deal  with  a  social  interaction.  The  only  way  to  stabilize  oneself  into  being  able  to  do  so.  Although  I've  dealt  with  you  for  a  while.  What  do  you  need  from  me?"

Cue a pout "But I live here."

" you don't live in my room ---"

...

"I'll  pack  my  things."