Jan 27, 2021
" Gil ! " There was an innocent voice coming from Oz's tone, hidden playfulness behind it.
Gilbert had just finished putting the groceries away, his back facing Oz as he folded the paper bags for future use. Raven grunts in response to his name being called, turning his head to find Oz looking particularly amused ... too amused. The tone he used only further convinced Gil that Oz was certainly up to no good.
“ What is it, Oz? ” He’d already been hounded by Alice a little earlier for dinner — practically as soon as he stepped through the front door. “ I haven’t started dinner yet if that’s what you’re going to ask. ” he says as he’s already rolling up his sleeves to wash his hands.