“Come on let’s go and play!” morgan
There was a gleam in the brunette’s eye that made Will’s face break out into a grin, shaking his head at the figure in front of him. She was tempting him, they both knew that -- the two were kindred spirits, seeming to enjoy the same kind of fun Will knew so well. It was that very same fun that he was trying to ween himself off of, but with a smile like that Morgan wasn’t making it any easier for him. “I don’t think we’re dressed for the occasion,” he commented wryly, watching from a distance at the men and women coming in and out of town hall, most likely for some expensive wedding or charity event. Still, the idea was tempting -- and really, how bad was party crashing? The worst they could do was eat some free food they were giving out. “We have to change,” Will added finally, ignoring the triumphant grin that was sprouting on the brunette’s lips. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. I hope you have something to wear,” he jabbed playfully, before offering his arm to her.








