Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
24.Feb.18, 06:35 AM
Z'rin laughed at the explanation for washing his clothes and couldn't argue that logic. He imagined he'd do the same, even for someone he didn't particularly like, if it meant he'd avoid the stench of dirty clothes or whatever else might come from it. Imagine if food were in a pocket and bugs and critters started to find their way in? Z'rin shook his head at his line of thinking and turned back to N'mor, pausing as he did so.
He looked good leaning against his bedroom's door frame with a slight frown in place. He had no idea what brought the expression about, other than N'mor was often just a serious man and likely had thoughts swarming through his head. Or his dragon may have been speaking to him. Either way, it didn't really bother Z'rin.
What bothered Z'rin, no, that wasn't accurate either as it really didn't bother him, but N'mor was currently playing a really good roadblock for getting out of the room. The bedroom. He frowned slightly as he wondered if that was the intention or not. Likely not considering he was currently hosting a bronzerider that currently had no sexual reputation that the gossipers had gotten a hold of to share with everyone else.
"So, uhh..." wow, he had no idea what he was doing. He hardly ever had anyone over and when he did, they were either due to a Flight or someone like C'dhin who brought food and didn't stop talking. Those situations took care of themselves but now, he didn't know what to do and almost felt like the reverse situation from when he was invited to N'mor's for fresh clothes.
"Wine?" He finally asked with a smile, doing his best to find his usual balance again. What was it about N'mor that set him slightly off kilter? That was about to change because Z'rin decided that the younger man was interesting and about to be categorized as a friend so he knew better how to act around him.
Deciding there was just enough room in the doorframe to scoot through, Z'rin did just that but as he passed by N'mor, he put his arm around the other man's waist to drag him along with him. "I splurged on Benden wine not too long ago as a treat and wine is better shared, right?" He guided his new friend to his couch where he finally removed his hand and went to go fetch the bottle and some pretty standard wine glasses. After popping open the bottle, he returned and made himself comfortable on one of the couch and proceeded to pour them each a glass, setting the bottle on the floor between them for easy reach.
He looked good leaning against his bedroom's door frame with a slight frown in place. He had no idea what brought the expression about, other than N'mor was often just a serious man and likely had thoughts swarming through his head. Or his dragon may have been speaking to him. Either way, it didn't really bother Z'rin.
What bothered Z'rin, no, that wasn't accurate either as it really didn't bother him, but N'mor was currently playing a really good roadblock for getting out of the room. The bedroom. He frowned slightly as he wondered if that was the intention or not. Likely not considering he was currently hosting a bronzerider that currently had no sexual reputation that the gossipers had gotten a hold of to share with everyone else.
"So, uhh..." wow, he had no idea what he was doing. He hardly ever had anyone over and when he did, they were either due to a Flight or someone like C'dhin who brought food and didn't stop talking. Those situations took care of themselves but now, he didn't know what to do and almost felt like the reverse situation from when he was invited to N'mor's for fresh clothes.
"Wine?" He finally asked with a smile, doing his best to find his usual balance again. What was it about N'mor that set him slightly off kilter? That was about to change because Z'rin decided that the younger man was interesting and about to be categorized as a friend so he knew better how to act around him.
Deciding there was just enough room in the doorframe to scoot through, Z'rin did just that but as he passed by N'mor, he put his arm around the other man's waist to drag him along with him. "I splurged on Benden wine not too long ago as a treat and wine is better shared, right?" He guided his new friend to his couch where he finally removed his hand and went to go fetch the bottle and some pretty standard wine glasses. After popping open the bottle, he returned and made himself comfortable on one of the couch and proceeded to pour them each a glass, setting the bottle on the floor between them for easy reach.
