Suri: Maybe we should clean and... *Whispers put them all to bed. *Speaking regularly again Since they don't look like they're getting any better?
Adam: *Glancing at Richard, who still had a bad case of giggles Yeah... There's a few air mattresses in the closet. For when we stay over. Some people may have to sleep on the floor though.
Suri: A few people can stay in my room. I, uh, I don't know if Trenton will share his. And maybe a few people can stay in the study?
*As appreciative as Trenton was of what the idol was doing for him, there was one thing he wanted a bit more. Which is why he used grip on the back of Sang's borrowed shirt to pull the idol off of him, before bending him over the desk; the idol's arm folded behind him from the restraints on both their wrists.
Trenton: Was there anything else that you wanted to do?
Fuchsia: Oh!? *He cleared his throat His pale eyes darting away only made his reddening cheeks more obvious. I'm sorry. I... probably wanted a doctor or something.
*Yeah, right, because he'll believe that one, Fuchsia thought. His arms wrapped tightly around Seok's shoulders again, pulling the idol into a warm hug that he desperately needed. He could at least try to be honest, so he was.
Fuchsia: *Whispering I didn't mean anything by it. I promise.
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