Who: November and Hawthorne
Where: November's house in Lake George
When: In the wee hours of Sunday morning/Saturday night
What: No is all alone in her house and can't sleep so she texts her bud Manney for company, lo and behold she tested the wrong Nikitin and ended up with Thorny instead.
Rating: SFW
November, not for the first time, had the house all to herself for the weekend. Her mom and brother had gone to visit her sister at school and her dad was on tour again. As much as she enjoyed the quiet during the day on Saturday she hated the creepy feeling at night. She had tried tea and reading but she just couldn't sleep without waking up a few seconds later with a fright. Finally she texted Manney and asked him to come over to keep him company. She was a little curious about his last stumbled text but didn't put too much thought into it as she stretched her legs and sighed quietly, just waiting for her friend to arrive.
Where: November's house in Lake George
When: In the wee hours of Sunday morning/Saturday night
What: No is all alone in her house and can't sleep so she texts her bud Manney for company, lo and behold she tested the wrong Nikitin and ended up with Thorny instead.
Rating: SFW
November, not for the first time, had the house all to herself for the weekend. Her mom and brother had gone to visit her sister at school and her dad was on tour again. As much as she enjoyed the quiet during the day on Saturday she hated the creepy feeling at night. She had tried tea and reading but she just couldn't sleep without waking up a few seconds later with a fright. Finally she texted Manney and asked him to come over to keep him company. She was a little curious about his last stumbled text but didn't put too much thought into it as she stretched her legs and sighed quietly, just waiting for her friend to arrive.
"One for the road!" he agreed cheerfully, though he didn't want to leave yet. He was enjoying this confounding creature. "'Cept you're never gonna get rid of me."
"Fine by me," she hadn't meant to say that aloud. "I mean... you can stay as long as you like," she tugged his hand a little as she started toward the stairs. She was really enjoying his company... despite the occasional awkward stumble on her part.
"Ah see! You're fallin' for me and the bango. I think this three-way could work." He grabbed for her hand when she tugged his and decided he wouldn't let go until they got upstairs. "You've got teeny little hands for a guitarist."
"Oh completely," she said rolling her eyes but giving him a big smile nonetheless. "Could you imagine me with bear claws like you?" she asked looking at their hands. "I would look ridiculous," she laughed walking up the stairs with him.
She lead through the house again and to the kitchen. It was still dark outside but for once she didn't even check the time. "What sounds good to you? Coffee, beer, coffee-beer?" she grinned.
"Coffee beer sounds about disgusting. Either or, but not both. You pick."
"I could go for another pint," she said going to the fridge and getting the growler out.