#r-events Leo follows up on his conversation with Holly yesterday. Asking the question am I maybe non-binary? out loud.

The House
“I was nothing!”
“You were mine.”

Such confidence. Such assurance. As if that held meaning, all by itself. So enigmatic. So many ways that could be meant. And i refuse to ask.

Praying for him that all goes well. God Bless you Robert and hopefully this will give you a new lease on life. Melora, we miss you too.

...trickles through

🌸

The House
listens to the coyotes crying

Yeah, it’s kind of like that.

Home of Rrosie
~leaving hugs, hoping you are well~

That would vaporize all lubricating fluids and start a fire.

Home of Rrosie
~popping in to leave hugs~

Yeah yeah yeah but Vivaldi's Four Seasons, Summer, Third Movement.

…if you're trying to get rugburn, anyway.

The House
It wasn’t bad. And phone rang often enough, I dare say! It just gave me time to think, and wonder, and my brain to play at piecing things together.

sighs and grins

So now, on top of my usual questions I only half ask, I now have an almost-hypothesis I won’t dare ask about.

The House
Ahhh.

Yeah, sometimes being left too much alone isn't a great thing.

I'm starting a playlist.

ducks back out to the scene at hand, putting some fast violins on Spotify

Heh, just picked that show up tonight. You're not wrong.

The House
glances over with that wry, slightly rueful smile and shrugs

I had time to myself this afternoon.

*accidentally watches one scene from Bridgerton*

Okay...fast violins during a sex scene is an amazing combo.