He shut the communicator off, headed down to the door. He was dressed, at least, prim and posh as he usually was. That phase of the sulking was over. But the cigarette dangling from his lips was new - a retaken addiction that filled the whole flat. He opened the door as Edward approached, but didn't look directly at him.
no subject
He shut the communicator off, headed down to the door. He was dressed, at least, prim and posh as he usually was. That phase of the sulking was over. But the cigarette dangling from his lips was new - a retaken addiction that filled the whole flat. He opened the door as Edward approached, but didn't look directly at him.
"Edward." He gestured inside.