Who: Oliver and Romilda What: Fluff Where: Oliver's flat When: Sunday, January 15th 2009 Rating: Probably low
The pewter grey clouds and the gentle patter of rain on the bedroom window set the mood for another perfect, lazy day in Oliver's flat. He sat in bed, propped up by pillows and tucked under multiple navy blue sheets with a large pad resting on his drawn up thighs. He'd not bothered to get out of bed (or dressed) beyond cooking up muffins and strawberries-and-chocolate crepes, though Oliver didn't mind. Laying in bed next to him wrapped in sheets and diffused sunlight was Romilda looking absolutely perfect. A grin spread across his lips and once more Oliver attempted to focus on his work: drawing up new game plays. <\lj-cut>