@soughtpurpose yeah, when you're sober, too. (he settled under the blankets, right by his side; one of his legs going over his as he nuzzled his side.) i like it. how you bask in my attention.
@soughtpurpose not to mention you have to have to go get your car wherever it is that you left it at because you didn’t want ho to find out that you’ve been with me.
@soughtpurpose hmm.. strange way of saying you were too shaken by the possibility of not talking to me again. (his open palm rubbed circles on river’s back mindlessly and affectionately, as rare as it was these days.) but it’s okay, baby. i’m here.
@soughtpurpose (a faint hum came in response to his answer, while his fingers brushed against golden locks⎯⎯his other hand on river’s back.) why? you’ve never been a heavy drinker.
@soughtpurpose (his brow furrowed upon his proximity, an exaggerated huff leaving his lips.) god, you’re wasted. you stink. (nonetheless, spider still pulled him into his arms⎯⎯cheek against his head.) where were you, anyways?