Methos had kept him a little later than usual, after telling him in no uncertain terms that he had Plans for the next few afternoons, and Soren was not to come over.
He might have bristled a little at that. But they'd been getting on so well (for them) in the past couple of weeks that he bit his tongue and didn't say anything.
He picked up some mint tea for Surreal on his way home, not entirely sure what their stores were like, but more couldn't hurt, and it wasn't as though it would go bad anytime soon. A rose as well, apology for his lateness. And as he made his way through the hall he was informed where she was, and that she seemed to have dozed off on the couch. He might have smiled a bit at that.
She was, indeed, curled up on the couch, although whether or not she was asleep, he couldn't tell from the doorway.
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Date: 2006-08-16 08:17 pm (UTC)He might have bristled a little at that. But they'd been getting on so well (for them) in the past couple of weeks that he bit his tongue and didn't say anything.
He picked up some mint tea for Surreal on his way home, not entirely sure what their stores were like, but more couldn't hurt, and it wasn't as though it would go bad anytime soon. A rose as well, apology for his lateness. And as he made his way through the hall he was informed where she was, and that she seemed to have dozed off on the couch. He might have smiled a bit at that.
She was, indeed, curled up on the couch, although whether or not she was asleep, he couldn't tell from the doorway.
[*ties two lines together*]