Who: Duke and Pansy What: Pajama Party Sleepover When: Tuesday Evening; Wednesday Morning Where: Duke's Place Warnings: TBD.
Pansy was nervous. And the funny thing was, her anxiety had absolutely nothing to do with seeing Duke. On the contrary, she'd become increasingly comfortable with him over the past weeks and had pretty much fallen for the puppy that was always around. No, her anxiety had everything to do with the fact that she would not be the one opening her shop in the morning. Shince it had opened, she'd not missed a single opening. But here she was, planning on sleeping in with Duke, rendering it impossible to open in the morning. She trusted Daphne, yes, but it was still an odd feeling.
Either way, Pansy dressed in her pajamas--a camisole and track shorts--and packed an overnight bag with a change of clothes in case they decided to forego the pajama sleepover in favor of something else. Excited for the night to come, she flooed over to Duke's place where she was almost immediately greeted with the frenzied scuttling of paws on the floor as Jager raced to her.
"Hey there, puppy," she grinned, dropping her bag to the side and kneeling down to pet the dog that was now licking her cheek. She glanced up to see if Duke was anywhere to be seen.