Darius Alexander Summers (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dasummers) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2009-03-20 18:42:00 |
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When: Tuesday morning
Where: Casa Del Ophelia
What: Explanations, glompage
Warnings: will update if there's anything, mild language for the moment.
Darius wondered how many times he was going to be nervously waiting on Ophelia's door step, hoping that things would go well. He trusted her to accept him and his world, but he couldn't let the fear of rejection go entirely. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that he was still furious with Sophie, though he figured that would fade with time. She hadn't harmed him, but he was so exhausted that it was difficult not to fly off the handle.
The coffee in his hands was warm, and Darius felt as though that was the only thing keeping him awake at the moment. Well, beside the nervousness, of course. He knocked loudly, hoping he wasn't too early.