abasiliskos:
“ just because you can’t keep track of your own clothes doesn’t mean that i’ve stolen them. “
a roll of his eyes, flipping a page of the book that’s set in his lap. besides, if his underwear was anywhere else it’d probably be at his friend’s –
he’s got an eyebrow quirked so COMICALLY it’s a miracle he’s being taken as seriously as he is & he perches himself on the arm of the sofa his brother is lounging on.
“ i keep track of them PLENTY & you should be a little more grateful, y’know. i provide this roof over your head, you could at least be POLITE. “
it’s a weak deflection best but oh well...














