Oswald Wuthridge (
ossie_oswald
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2024-02-25 07:44 pm (UTC)
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Ossie's mantle fluxes in sympathy, the breeze carrying with it Pennsylvanian wildflowers and... a lower, musky note of roses, just faintly.
His foot goes gently to Phil's shoulder, and he looks up at Phil with half-lidded eyes.
"To start with, I do believe you promised me something back at the bar, my dear."
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His foot goes gently to Phil's shoulder, and he looks up at Phil with half-lidded eyes.
"To start with, I do believe you promised me something back at the bar, my dear."