Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
"What, complex mystery men can't be perfectly sane?" Emerson asked Eterna innocently, batting his eyelashes at her like a bad impression of a smitten school girl.
"Next time!" he encouraged Allison, happily letting her put her arm around him. He was happy that she was comfortable with him. While he might've objected to other types doing the same thing, Allison seemed like she needed a friend, and he was all to happy to let his friends touch him. Especially when they were attractive friends. "I'll let you do most of the placing. Every decision will be made with your counsel."