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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"If I'm never going to be rid of you anyway, then cooking shouldn't make much of a difference, should it?" Marcus asked dryly, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. As nice of a thought as it was to consider that Roger's affections could be won with food alone, he was relatively sure that things didn't actually work that way, no matter what old sayings dictated.

Standing when the other man did, he nodded his agreement about the match, he was taken off guard by the gesture, awkwardly frozen for a moment before remembering how normal people dealt with this sort of thing, one hand coming up to awkwardly pat Roger's back between his shoulder blades. "Yeah," he said when the other man pulled away, taking a second to realize what he was agreeing to. "See you tomorrow."