06-19-2020, 03:42 AM
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— no matter how long richard slept in, he would still be slow to get up in the mornings. it wasn’t that he had much better to do in the mornings. he wanted to pull his weight around the lodge, though there was always plenty of time in the afternoon to get to it. most of his mornings were spent staying in bed, occasionally grumbling at the reminder that he had to get up at some point.
reluctant as he could be, and slow as he could be in the mornings, all of that usually changed after a cup or two of coffee. surely enough that was exactly what he planned to do once he got dressed for the day, heading out of his room and straight towards the kitchen. guess he wasn’t the only one with the same idea. if anything, she’d already beaten him to it.
glancing towards odessa, he raised his brows. another cup? he nodded as he strolled through. “yeah, sure.” it was only on the way back, two cups of coffee in hand - a fresh cup for her and one for himself - that he noticed the bags under her eyes. “here.” he handed her one before he settled down in a chair, taking a sip of his own. “couldn't sleep?” he asked, lifting his gaze back over to her with slight curiosity.
— no matter how long richard slept in, he would still be slow to get up in the mornings. it wasn’t that he had much better to do in the mornings. he wanted to pull his weight around the lodge, though there was always plenty of time in the afternoon to get to it. most of his mornings were spent staying in bed, occasionally grumbling at the reminder that he had to get up at some point.
reluctant as he could be, and slow as he could be in the mornings, all of that usually changed after a cup or two of coffee. surely enough that was exactly what he planned to do once he got dressed for the day, heading out of his room and straight towards the kitchen. guess he wasn’t the only one with the same idea. if anything, she’d already beaten him to it.
glancing towards odessa, he raised his brows. another cup? he nodded as he strolled through. “yeah, sure.” it was only on the way back, two cups of coffee in hand - a fresh cup for her and one for himself - that he noticed the bags under her eyes. “here.” he handed her one before he settled down in a chair, taking a sip of his own. “couldn't sleep?” he asked, lifting his gaze back over to her with slight curiosity.