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erniedtmac (erniedtmac) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Nonsense," Ernie said in a voice that refused argument. "Why move when you've already started sleeping in the bed?"

He rose up and pointed his wand at the sofa, watching as it folded itself out and made itself up with sheets, a blanket, and pillows. He reached onto one of the shelves to the side of the bed and drew out a set of black silk pyjamas. "If you'd like to change, feel free to borrow something from in here. There's some pyjamas and even a night shirt, if you prefer them. And if you'd rather sleep as you are, that's fine too. The bathroom is over there," he said, pointing to a door that sat to the right of the tiny mirrored alcove that served as his kitchen. "I'll go in first and change, then it's all yours."

He hoped a bit of time alone would help Theodore feel more comfortable with the arrangements. He popped into the loo to quickly make his ablutions and change into the soft pyjamas, suppressing a yawn as he did so. The long day was catching up to him, and he'd stayed up later than he'd wanted because of his visitor. He didn't regret it for a minute though. Once he was done, he opened the door and started toward the sofa. "Loo's all yours," he offered casually.