[Thin ice, mister. And 17 is a lot, considering they last 90 hours on average. Maybe he wanted to buy his own candles!!
D makes a face - strained, at best, because he's faced with a rosy mess and too many candles and there are animals who are upset about this and he just wanted to lie around with some sugary crap and not act as house dictator for an hour. Just an hour.
He tells himself this was not Leon's fault (not in the way things are Leon's fault usually, at least) and nods, apparently coming to some decisive conclusion.]
I'm sure it would have been very nice. [That's even half sincere! Then he steps over rose petals and a fallen candle to slide his arm around Leon's. This is it. This is the big moment. The moment of compromise. The option to walk away without D getting frenzied over this offensive mess.]
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D makes a face - strained, at best, because he's faced with a rosy mess and too many candles and there are animals who are upset about this and he just wanted to lie around with some sugary crap and not act as house dictator for an hour. Just an hour.
He tells himself this was not Leon's fault (not in the way things are Leon's fault usually, at least) and nods, apparently coming to some decisive conclusion.]
I'm sure it would have been very nice. [That's even half sincere! Then he steps over rose petals and a fallen candle to slide his arm around Leon's. This is it. This is the big moment. The moment of compromise. The option to walk away without D getting frenzied over this offensive mess.]
Show me the candles.