“Mm,” Bishop hums abs twists, catching Sawyers hand to lead him out of the kitchen, “you did. But I’m glad. Okay. Kitchen, obviously. Dining room—rarely used.”
He moves along, murmurs about the pantry, side door, and then continues on, “living room…doubles as my bed a lot of the time because I’m always out here…”
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Date: 2022-03-20 08:29 pm (UTC)He moves along, murmurs about the pantry, side door, and then continues on, “living room…doubles as my bed a lot of the time because I’m always out here…”