Log: Vic and Max WHO: Maxwell and Victoria WHEN: Monday, June 30th WHERE: Maxwell's flat WHAT: Just relaxing.. really. RATING: Who knows, let say R for now.
Maxwell poured in 2 home made iced teas and brought them back to the living room where Victoria was sitting, drawing. Max hadn't wanted to pry on her privacy, but he was observant of human nature and he could tell that something was off. Of course Vic was drawing a lot usually, but lately it had become.. more intense.
He settled the glasses on the table and lifted her legs carefully, which were resting on the couch, and sat underneath them. His hand caressed affectionately her ankle as he looked at her. Cocking his head to the side, he decided against picking up his book again in favor of observing her.