// You've got your demons
He is like a kid in a candy store with the way he’s been absorbing everything so readily. And for the moment, he’s extremely cozy and content to curl up in the warm sofa with coffee still steaming up from the side table as he shows Colt the book he’s reading from. He assumes correct that she’s bored enough to ask him questions about his book, such that he’s even more ready to indulge her in his random fun facts.
His grin sharpens, playful as he hoists himself up a bit higher. “Bronze doorknobs sanitize themselves.” He says without missing a beat, grinning his sharp pale smile over toward her. “The metal makes ‘em antimicrobial.” Not that most houses did have bronze doorknobs, but it might be a neat factor to include in someone’s front door if only so that germs weren’t so easily picked up by strangers popping by for visits and the like.
His grin sharpens, playful as he hoists himself up a bit higher. “Bronze doorknobs sanitize themselves.” He says without missing a beat, grinning his sharp pale smile over toward her. “The metal makes ‘em antimicrobial.” Not that most houses did have bronze doorknobs, but it might be a neat factor to include in someone’s front door if only so that germs weren’t so easily picked up by strangers popping by for visits and the like.
Thorn
and darling, they all look like me //
