Feb 25, 2022
@hxlfcrxzy // mike & rory
when the door goes, clicking on the latch, she assumes it’s oberyn coming home. home - she shakes that thought away. the idea that she’d consider calling it that was one she’d fought at every turn. yet now...it seemed like the only home she had. letting out a soft sigh, the blonde rises from her bed and pads out into the front room. “ob-” she stops, words faltering as azure hues settle on mike. ah, the werewolf boyfriend. “he’s not here right now. if you’re looking for him.” she says flatly, slight shrug of the shoulders. “not a fucking clue where he is either.”