[Not just the clothes. But. Quentin just smiles tightly and heads off towards the previously shared cabin, to the empty wine bottles and the food he hasn't been eating enough of. To the cabin he's been avoiding until he couldn't anymore, because no one can keep sleeping in the library.
Everything. On. Fire. But it's fine.]
It's just this way, you can look at it and see which ones you like. There's... so many vests.
[The cabin isn't far, and it looks just like always. Like a log cabin with dark fairy lights strung up outside the door. With Quentin's notes and Riku's food still sitting on the counter, the two bedrooms. Both with rumbled sheets and there's all of Eliot's clothes. Just, lying on the bed in a mess.]
I'm just going to give you a minute. To. Look through all of that. I'll be downstairs in the kitchen, if you need anything.
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[Not just the clothes. But. Quentin just smiles tightly and heads off towards the previously shared cabin, to the empty wine bottles and the food he hasn't been eating enough of. To the cabin he's been avoiding until he couldn't anymore, because no one can keep sleeping in the library.
Everything. On. Fire. But it's fine.]
It's just this way, you can look at it and see which ones you like. There's... so many vests.
[The cabin isn't far, and it looks just like always. Like a log cabin with dark fairy lights strung up outside the door. With Quentin's notes and Riku's food still sitting on the counter, the two bedrooms. Both with rumbled sheets and there's all of Eliot's clothes. Just, lying on the bed in a mess.]
I'm just going to give you a minute. To. Look through all of that. I'll be downstairs in the kitchen, if you need anything.