freelancetogoodhome

[continuations of the FTB kind]

It's nice being good at something at least. [balls up his shirt]

What?

[shakes his head] Feeling okay now?

... Yeah. I think I'll head back to your apartment, with your permission, and see if I can sleep the rest of this off.

[waves a little]

You don't need permission for that. I'm just going to take care of this.

[bows respectfully to him]

As you wish.

You don't need to bow either.

[but doesn't make as much of a fuss over it, just stands up]

[inclines his head slightly and straightens from the wall]

Be careful.

You too.