His world shifts a little, bracing himself on Maurice's shoulders more than he had before, and leans easily once Maurice is seated. "Worked, came home and ate, was readin'," he can't for the life of him remember what he as reading though. Obviously it wasn't that good.
"I can tell you had a good night though. Anything happen at work? I mean, you were so inspired." He grins and gently pokes Maurice's nose.
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"I can tell you had a good night though. Anything happen at work? I mean, you were so inspired." He grins and gently pokes Maurice's nose.