James exhales in a huff as he wrestles most of the weight off his shoulders. "The bed fits two. If -" He looks over at R's face. "I'm not sure what you're okay with. But I'm offering because I'm okay with that. And erm - waking up to morning breath or a knife hilt in the morning joke."
He's looking a bit shy and awkward there, with that grin. "And the photos. I don't have a ton. They're - we weren't rich, you know? But - well - you might like it."
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Date: 2016-06-07 07:17 pm (UTC)He's looking a bit shy and awkward there, with that grin. "And the photos. I don't have a ton. They're - we weren't rich, you know? But - well - you might like it."