send “is that my shirt?” for your muse finding mine in your muse’s shirt status: still accepting
❝ Hm? ❞
Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.
❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’ needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞
❝ It doesn’t smell completely clean, but cleaner than the other tha’ is. But I’ll take it. I’ll get it back t’ya’, promise. May end up bein’ here soon. ❞ Kayla smiled back at him, turning to watch him walk into the kitchen. ❝ Mmm…a li’l. I mean. I could eat, yeah. ❞ The red-head followed him into the kitchen after a minute or two.
“Ah no worries, keep it if you want. I really don’t mind, use it to sleep in or something.” He told her with a smile as he got some eggs, bacon and mushrooms out of the fridge and started to cut them up. “Omelette?” Axel asked as he put the kettle on.
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