WHO: Friar Tuck, Will Scarlet WHEN: Saturday night WHERE:The parsonage WHAT: First night WARNINGS: TBA maybe smut?
Not wanting to take too much away from the search for Clio, Tuck had still spent from sun up until very late afternoon out looking for her, studiously crossing the streets he had searched with St Francis off of their map. Then he had driven his van over to Will's and they had filled it with boxes, carting them back to the parsonage for Will to move in.
Tuck had neatened up his closet so there was space for Will's more expansive wardrobe. They unpacked just like they had backed, studiously, idly chatting as they did so. When things were pretty much settled, Tuck stretched his back with a groan. He was exhausted, and very much worried about his dear friend. But his boyfriend had moved in and he could spare a minute or so to just be glad. "Hey, you hungry? I'm famished. Oh god, it's nine o'clock!" he said, checking his watch.