Bright Idea → Brent Yaxely

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Her sleepy, usual expression vanished, eyes snapping open as her hand shot out to grab his wrist, knocking his hand off of her leg & holding it firmly for a moment, a startled blush appearing on her cheeks. She immediately tried to explain herself, her voice shaking in a combination of surprise and embarrassment.

"Sorry." she immediately let go of his wrist & smoothed out the skirt of the teddy carefully.

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ooc. thorfinns going to like put on a bright apron that he had to steal from ashley and be in lestrange manor making him hot soup and bellatrix will walk in and be like 'are you coOKING ACTUAL FOOD IN HERE' and faint

[Brent Yaxley]

Brent sighed, recoiling a little as he pulled his hand into his lap, his fingers drumming at his knee as he shook his head before shifting to wordlessly lay down again, back to her.

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Idiot. Idiot. she slapped herself, in her mind, before standing up & sliding down from the bed, padding across the floor to her dresser to grab one of the syringes from the jar she'd been inspecting earlier.

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ooc. moved to a fresh thread.

[Brent Yaxley]

ooc. also yes, thorfinn in a apron, pls.