"i get plenty, doorknob, i'm just considerate and take my fucking elsewhere." consider it a habit she carried over from living back at home, despite the fact that getting caught was quite low. the stolen blueberry has her scoffing in disdain, turning her body fully to scold at him. "choose loud girls to bring over or pick at my food — you can only pick one hill to die on, lux."

crossing her arms over her chest, noemia finds herself glaring at harley even if he seems more entertained with his own hands instead of paying her any mind. "bullshit," she huffs, eyes rolling. she reaches out to take his injured hand and also snatches the washcloth from them to clean them up herself, though she isn't exactly gentle about it. "so, what's wrong with you?"

"forty-nine hours?" isolde echoed, her eyebrows raising in a coy sort of interest. she did her best to stop a smirk from developing on her lips but her effort was wavering. she was undeniably amused. "oh, i can't say for sure. i'm not sure that you'd want to tempt fate, would you? who knows what could happen..."

hunter can feel the anxiety twisting in his chest , forming like the deep greyish clouds of a tropical storm across the skies but by this point in his life he was good at identifying the source of his tension before they ever began . " are you awake ? " the man asks quietly , still close enough to max in his previous slumber that he could feel the warmth radiating from his skin . he wants to hold him , needs too as if he were a very irreplaceable weighted blanket .

"— we should probably introduce a date night of sorts. not a date date night. but an excuse for us to get together and catch up. make sure everything is on the same page." hikaru has had plenty of failed marriage attempts and even if this one is only out of convenience, he wants to ensure it doesn't fall through like the others.