04.Sep.13, 01:59 PM
"Yeah, naptime now," he murmured to her, also tired but extremely glad that he had invit her for this. Not that she would ever have turned him down, Quenym didn't believe that for a second, but so that they had this time together. He had missed his friend. Gently kissing her forehead, he opened the door to his room and led her inside.
"Mind your step. We'll need to clean this up in the morning." The floor had paint splashed on it, and various other accoutrements they had needed for their prank. Berries for scent on some, leftover rocks that they hadn't needed, brushes and ink and other things, it was amazing they themselves hadn't had bigger messes on their persons, giving the whole thing away like that!but both had been extremely careful, and it had worked out in the end.
Used to the dark and the mess since it was his room in the end, Quenym wrapped his arm around Casa's waist to get her over to the bed safely. "Fresh sheets this time, I promise," he said as he helped her into bed and laid down beside her. They hadn't been so nice the last time she had slept over, and he remembered something about her sleeping on the floor in protest. The memory made him chuckle a bit, and he leaned over to kiss her forehead once more. He missed sleeping beside her, enjoying the warmth that she provided.
His fingers graced the necklace that she wore. "You still look real pretty in that," Quenym murmured. His eyes were starting to close. "Prettier than any other girl who would wear it."
"Mind your step. We'll need to clean this up in the morning." The floor had paint splashed on it, and various other accoutrements they had needed for their prank. Berries for scent on some, leftover rocks that they hadn't needed, brushes and ink and other things, it was amazing they themselves hadn't had bigger messes on their persons, giving the whole thing away like that!but both had been extremely careful, and it had worked out in the end.
Used to the dark and the mess since it was his room in the end, Quenym wrapped his arm around Casa's waist to get her over to the bed safely. "Fresh sheets this time, I promise," he said as he helped her into bed and laid down beside her. They hadn't been so nice the last time she had slept over, and he remembered something about her sleeping on the floor in protest. The memory made him chuckle a bit, and he leaned over to kiss her forehead once more. He missed sleeping beside her, enjoying the warmth that she provided.
His fingers graced the necklace that she wore. "You still look real pretty in that," Quenym murmured. His eyes were starting to close. "Prettier than any other girl who would wear it."