"I don't think bourbon counts as eating," he sighed. "But the bath was calling and that's a siren song I will not resist." Goodnight tucked the faded piece of paper he'd been using as a bookmark back into the book and set it aside, then sat up more so he could take advantage of the dinner Billy brought while the soup was still hot.
He got distracted, watching as Billy took down his hair. He felt a rush of warmth and made himself look down at his food.
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Date: 2016-11-22 06:19 pm (UTC)He got distracted, watching as Billy took down his hair. He felt a rush of warmth and made himself look down at his food.