Poor Syeira. Arthur finishes his meal and heads to his own room, grabbing a clean shirt, and then heading to Syeira's room for a pair of pants and underwear.
Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately), he opens the door without knocking, and hey, she just about has that shirt past her breasts and-
"Oh shit." He looks away quickly, his cheeks getting warm. "I, uh... sorry. I was just looking for some pants."
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Date: 2016-09-24 06:27 am (UTC)Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately), he opens the door without knocking, and hey, she just about has that shirt past her breasts and-
"Oh shit." He looks away quickly, his cheeks getting warm. "I, uh... sorry. I was just looking for some pants."