Susan Evensong Sat Aug 29, 2015 6:06 am
Aha, I've avoided a lecture about running off on my own. Susan smirks slightly against his chest before snuggling closer to him.
"My lips were defiled, and you aren't awake to cleanse them..." She pouts.
Lexa creeps into the kitchen and nearly jumps out of her skin upon seeing Azazel asleep at the counter. She is a bit perplexed by the woman's new facial art but shrugs and exits the room, returning a few minutes later to drape a blanket over her shoulders.
Mission accomplished, Lexa pours herself a glass of the chocolate milk that she had entered the kitchen in search of, before returning to the living room and settling on the couch with a book.