[It's not the greatest photo she's ever seen, no, but it's absolutely the thought that counts here. Rosalind pauses on her way over, taking a moment to simply admire that which she's coming towards, and absently saves the photo.
She'll demand a better one later.]
Well done.
[It's a bit of a journey from her room to his, but it goes all the faster once she tucks her phone away. When she arrives, she doesn't bother with knocking, but instead lets herself in, blinking to try and adjust her eyes. She's a small overnight bag over her shoulder, and oh, this is the first time he's actually seen her in trousers instead of a skirt. She's also got on one of his stolen shirts, and no bra, either, because what's the point? She intends to crawl right into bed next to him.]
And what do we say, Mr. Ramirez, when someone goes to all this trouble for you?
3/3
a terrible closeup of his abs. it's a little blurry. but they're there. he's too busy getting gainz at the gym to perfect the sexy sexty selfie.
it's the thought that counts, right? )
no subject
She'll demand a better one later.]
Well done.
[It's a bit of a journey from her room to his, but it goes all the faster once she tucks her phone away. When she arrives, she doesn't bother with knocking, but instead lets herself in, blinking to try and adjust her eyes. She's a small overnight bag over her shoulder, and oh, this is the first time he's actually seen her in trousers instead of a skirt. She's also got on one of his stolen shirts, and no bra, either, because what's the point? She intends to crawl right into bed next to him.]
And what do we say, Mr. Ramirez, when someone goes to all this trouble for you?