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[highborn]

WHO: Byerly & Vanadi
WHAT: The Morning After
WHEN: Backdated to Sonia's party
WHERE: Byerly's I think??
NOTES: it's post-sexy so whatever content warnings might be associated with that

[ It's been easy to fall into old habits, and it grows easier the longer he's in this world. Last night had been a dive straight back into them, all pleasant flirts, courtly dances, and good company. And then all the rest. Oh, it'd been good to lose himself for a while, to really appreciate another body in a way he hasn't in a while ...

... But he can't let go of all of his recent habits, and a keen discomfort sleeping next to a stranger is one of them. It's been a fitful and restless night, and just as the sun rises he decides he's willing to eschew manners and throw in the towel. He'll catch up with the man later, and make whatever apologies are necessary.

Vanadi sits himself up carefully, not quite willing to unduly disturb the form next to him. The man had been lovely company, there's no need to rouse him so early as this. He peels back the sheets, intending to collect his belongings, dress in the almost-dark, and see himself out. ]

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[highborn]

[ He nods faintly. ]

I'm lucky, I know, and more grateful than I, ah, tend to act.

[bouchonne]

So, this grateful?

[ He holds his fingers a tiny little wedge apart. ]

[highborn]

[ A quick half-laugh, and fake indignation: ] I made you breakfast.

[bouchonne]

And it was delicious.

[ He's delighted by the fake indignation, and blows a kiss at Vanadi. ]

[highborn]

Of course. Expect nothing less of me.

[ With the plate finished, Vanadi reaches to take and set it aside. It leaves room for him to step closer, situating himself between Byerly's knees with a small smile.

Despite this: ] We ought to disappear. I skipped the cleaning up after myself step, and I'm certain the properly employeed cooks here won't appreciate that.