[ falco shakes his head, adjusts the strap of his bag on his shoulder and begins opening it. he didn't want to say he wasn't hungry, even if his stomach was just sort of— blegh. perle keeps a watchful eye on him in a way that knows exactly what he's thinking. yes! her thoughts exactly! ]
I can get them for us, if you want. And um— I washed your clothes. [ they're in his bag, and he lifts it up, tucked within another smaller paper bag. confetti helped with the quickness of it while he gathered his belongings to stay the night. ] Thanks.
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I can get them for us, if you want. And um— I washed your clothes. [ they're in his bag, and he lifts it up, tucked within another smaller paper bag. confetti helped with the quickness of it while he gathered his belongings to stay the night. ] Thanks.