General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Billy watched him pull away, but he let him, turning to look up at the stars silently. He shifted his hand, oettimg the back of his head. The dark part of him...most of him really, was almost amused by the shift that he saw. Curious if he was as overwhelmed or confused as it seemed.
 
Lyrin snorts, "Mm. I saw it in your lounge room thingy. Had dust on it." He wrinkles his nose, knowing nothing in his home say in one place long enough to gain dust. Sheer use made things look beaten up, but never dusty. The moment something wasn't used, it was sold.

He peers at Billy, "What's your favorite game?"
 

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