LOREN
As Oliver came up to nuzzle Loren, he didn’t really react or move. As the fox began to speak, however, the summoner tensed, and given their proximity it was pretty evident. Still, he stayed exactly where he was until he was sure the other man was done. Only then did the Launceleyn extract himself from Oliver.
Loren began to pace nervously and awkwardly around the edges of the tarp, leaving more paint in his wake. Uhhhhhh. His embarrassment was palpable. I’m...flattered. But uh, I’m ah seeing someone. Despite his best efforts to be gentle, he was pretty sure he mostly came across as mortified.
At least he wasn’t sad anymore. Small blessings.
Loren began to pace nervously and awkwardly around the edges of the tarp, leaving more paint in his wake. Uhhhhhh. His embarrassment was palpable. I’m...flattered. But uh, I’m ah seeing someone. Despite his best efforts to be gentle, he was pretty sure he mostly came across as mortified.
At least he wasn’t sad anymore. Small blessings.
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