#corixr

Brent smirked and grabbed Dwight by the wrist, dragging them into his lap, his hands going to their waist. "Is this what you wanted?"

“How could I say no to that?” He turned slightly and kissed his boyfriend on the nose. “Will there be snacks involved later? I’m craving some popcorn and am more than willing to make some when we get up.”

“Nice isn’t in my job description. You want nice get yourself a hooker.”

“I’m not yelling but when I say you cannot come, I have my reasons. And using deceitful means to get your way will not force my hand to change my mind. It is too late to send you back however you must stay in this room. Got it?” 

“Move out of the way!” She had the gun pointed at the Dalek. Well, if they weren’t standing in between her shot and the Dalek itself. “Just, move over.”

“Ohhh that’s not good.”

Alexander’s lips pursed together for a moment, glancing over at her before letting out a small sigh. A hand came up and ran through his hair. The silence had been going on long enough that he thought he would finally say something. “Well,” a small pause. “What do you think?”

I understand wanting to make your theme look nice - that’s one of the things I probably stress the most about when I make a new blog, but some themes feel overly complicated to the point where I can’t even find the navigation - it’s a bit much sometimes, I feel.