|Augustus Pye (augpye) wrote in impetuousrpg,|
AJ thought about it for a minute. Her flat was probably his idea of a heart attack, but the more he thought about it the more he wanted to see it. Anything that belonged to Eloise was interesting to him, he was just going to accept that fact. "Well. Er. I think I'd like to see it anyway."
There she was again, on top of him, smelling wonderful. He was confused. Completely and utterly confused. When he realised that she was trying to get up, he placed his hands on her hips for a third time that night (honestly, he usually didn't even touch her, this was wierd) and he pushed her back off of him, trying to help her regain her balance. Once she was up, he got up as well. He pulled up the chair and stared at Eloise. "It's alright. I've had worse things happen, I assure you."
The funny thing was, once she was off of him, he kind of wished they hadn't moved. This rush of feeling was almost foreign to him, something he hadn't really felt in years. He decided to ignore it though, and began to scratch his head. "So, er. How long are you here for again?"