[He's clean, and smells nice, and he's scrubbed his hair as dry as he can manage. He looks at her, eyes widening even if he did pick out the options for her.]
[Soft.] You look lovely. [Mischief] Grrrrrrr.
[He's wearing a red silk robe he found in a package under her tree, with his name on it.]
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Date: 2012-01-03 09:38 pm (UTC)[Soft.] You look lovely. [Mischief] Grrrrrrr.
[He's wearing a red silk robe he found in a package under her tree, with his name on it.]