Mar 4, 2015
recklesswxlf:
Affectionate Starters | Accepting
"They’re not that bad," he said as he looked down at them. "I’ve had worse." Such as them being cold and wet. His mother basically yelled at him throughout the night when he got back from that particular hunting trip. "I’ll be fine."
“Not only do they look stone cold but they’re dirtier than the inside of my oven.” Briar Rose retorted, showing off her concern, as she shook her head – long wavy locks swaying behind her as she turned to the sink. “Let me run you some hot water and see if we can warm your feet up.” At least that way she can say that she helped. It was freezing outside and he must have travelled some way to get to the cottage.