Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-28412230-20170420212409

The ombre leaned against the fridge, delightfully munching on his own turkey and ham sandwich - which had an usual addition with ketchup, but Harvard still enjoyed it - as the Golden Retriever eventually bounced off of Leon, trotting toward Wendy.

''"I'll stop, I'll stop," he chuckled silently while a chunk of the sandwich was still in his mouth. Once again, it was a rarity to see his beloved so flustered and vunerable like this, but the fact Harvard even had the audacity to utter something like that, he felt strangely proud of himself.''

''After finishing the last bit of his meal, the ombre knelled in front of Leon and trying to detach him from the tile floor. The blush on his cheeks eventually spread throughout his entire face, gently petting his head lightly.''

"How 'bout I make you something to eat to sleep on the bed?"