For a long moment, Arthur can't do anything but gape at that sentence, his face hot. Surely, the comment is innocent, but it's also...thrilling.
Shaking himself, he goes back to the message. The words seem friendly, at least, but there's something about it that bothers him, like a name he just barely can't remember.]
he was very kind. I'm sure I looked a sight, I'd been wearing eyeliner at the time and it hurt like a bloody bitch, but he just took care of it.
But I suppose you know him better than I do, if you live with him.
[Suddenly, that missing piece drops into place like a brick in the pit of his stomach. He swallows around the sticky dryness in his throat.]
Are you two...together?
Um. I'm sorry, that wasn't very polite. I'm Arthur Stuart.
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For a long moment, Arthur can't do anything but gape at that sentence, his face hot. Surely, the comment is innocent, but it's also...thrilling.
Shaking himself, he goes back to the message. The words seem friendly, at least, but there's something about it that bothers him, like a name he just barely can't remember.]
he was very kind. I'm sure I looked a sight, I'd been wearing eyeliner at the time and it hurt like a bloody bitch, but he just took care of it.
But I suppose you know him better than I do, if you live with him.
[Suddenly, that missing piece drops into place like a brick in the pit of his stomach. He swallows around the sticky dryness in his throat.]
Are you two...together?
Um. I'm sorry, that wasn't very polite.
I'm Arthur Stuart.