WHO: Leyla Binici WHERE: Leyla’s Penthouse TAG: @swearonstars
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“Wow, security around here is slack. Any old Seraph could walk on in here.” He scoffed. “Thank god you weren’t naked,” he says, teasingly, as he leans against the doorframe. Leyla had agreed to letting the Seraphs stop by her location and so, they had been doing just that since Halloween. Now he was pretty much healed, he’d been stepping back in on the field work and returning to his usual routine. He’d called the rookie who was supposed to do a round on her building, said he would do it personally. And so, here he was, not without a take-out bag of her favourite food. However, he didn’t want her to think that her place was unsecured, so he confessed in the way he held up her spare set of keys. “Forgot to give you them back after last week.” Shrugging, he straightens himself up and moves into the apartment. “Mind if I stay a while?” Always polite enough to ask, rather than assume she wants his company, or any company for that matter. He’d be fine to just leave the food and go on his way if that’s what she wanted.