[Murdoc isn't with someone else, just someTHING else. It's not Bro, but it makes him feel almost as good as Bro does. He misses him, he misses not having to replace him with cake. His face, and his body and his voice, he can practically hear it now-
Wait.
He can hear his voice!
Bloody hell. He can feel the tips of his ears burning already as he swallows, his entire face going red as he moves his hand to cover his mouth almost daintily. He finally plucks up the courage to give Bro a wide eyed stare, only to let out an exasperated noise as he places the shades on the elf's head. The elf who is very quickly padding out the door and soon, out of the house. The quill on the other hand has stopped in it's tracks and tipped onto it's side, leaking ink onto the letter.
It all irritates him, but priorities! He's more interested in Bro than he is in being angry.]
I didn't think you were comin' over today. [He mutters, dabbing at his mouth near obsessively.] Wouldn't hurt to give some warnin', you know.
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Wait.
He can hear his voice!
Bloody hell. He can feel the tips of his ears burning already as he swallows, his entire face going red as he moves his hand to cover his mouth almost daintily. He finally plucks up the courage to give Bro a wide eyed stare, only to let out an exasperated noise as he places the shades on the elf's head. The elf who is very quickly padding out the door and soon, out of the house. The quill on the other hand has stopped in it's tracks and tipped onto it's side, leaking ink onto the letter.
It all irritates him, but priorities! He's more interested in Bro than he is in being angry.]
I didn't think you were comin' over today. [He mutters, dabbing at his mouth near obsessively.] Wouldn't hurt to give some warnin', you know.