( she only says when when the coffee is roughly the color of light sand, and that mug is possibly the nicest thing he's handed her — between mission briefs and guns that weren't her trusted .09 mil — in a good long while. roxy accepts it with a nod of her head and a soft thank you directed at his retreating shoulders while he sticks the milk back in the ice box.
but to food, she just shakes her head; not hungry, unwilling to impose and take advantage of his generosity more than she already has, and more than a little concerned about her best friend. )
Did he say much to you? Before making himself comfortable in your dogs bed?
( speaking of dog, tiberius is taking liberties again; leaning against her knees to be petted, which roxy of course indulges him in, though is scratching behind the ears a bit absently and watching merlin for some sort of affirmation for her concerns. )
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but to food, she just shakes her head; not hungry, unwilling to impose and take advantage of his generosity more than she already has, and more than a little concerned about her best friend. )
Did he say much to you? Before making himself comfortable in your dogs bed?
( speaking of dog, tiberius is taking liberties again; leaning against her knees to be petted, which roxy of course indulges him in, though is scratching behind the ears a bit absently and watching merlin for some sort of affirmation for her concerns. )