"We'll be warm and fed," Porthos argues, reaching for his doublet as he shakes a hand through his hair to try and settle the curls as best as he can, tugging his cloak to him. "I fear if we don't, we'll come back here and end up doing nothing more than sleeping the day away. Definitely acceptable, but I know you've both got energy to spend."
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Date: 2015-01-07 03:02 am (UTC)