William Phillips (Prince Phillip) and Teeny Perry (Princess Aurora)
What:
Talking. And stuff.
Where:
His apartment.
When:
This afternooooon. :D
Rating:
Oh, God. No higher than PG.
Status:
Closed | Thread | In progress!
Curled up in a corner of his apartment, Will absently tapped at his desk with his pen and chewed on his bottom lip slightly. He was a bit lost in his own thoughts now, along with waiting for Teeny to come over. She... said she had to talk to him about something? Which, on the one hand made him glad to hear. On the other... well. Talks could sometimes be a bad thing, couldn't they? He wasn't quite sure what to think, so he was trying to get his brain to focus on other things, like the sketch he was currently working on. He bit down on the tip of his tongue and scrunched his brow just a bit as he leaned over his paper, the pencil lightly skimming over the paper.
He let out a small sigh as his eyes flickered towards the door for just a moment, a slightly worried expression on his face. After a moment, he closed his sketchbook and ran his hands along his face, spinning around in his chair once, twice, before putting his feet to the ground and walking towards the kitchen. Once there, he poured two drinks and sat them on the table, needing to somehow busy himself so, for once in his life, not think too much and focus on other things for a bit. It wasn't long, however, before a knock at a door startled him a bit, causing a book to go crashing to the floor. With an exasperated sigh, he placed the book on the table before awkwardly pushing his hands into his pockets and shuffling his feet. "Door's open!" He finally called out after a small pause.