It's not really a conversation for parties anyway. [he murmurs that, turning his head to press his lips to pal's hair. definitely thoughts that could be left alone rather than poking.

that declaration has him exhaling in amused agreement.] I'm thinking the last week of the month. It's usually calm enough then, and we'll have time to perfect things before.

[again barring intense drama. here's to hoping.] I knew there was a reason I married you. Aside from the charm and access to comfortable ponchos.[aka that's the spirit. who has the time or patience for any of this ridiculous bullshit? tantrum somewhere else.]

I just hope the Trench native's attitudes get better. If anyone gives you a dirty look again there will be words.