Warren watched him for a moment, smiling a little, himself, before sliding off too and moving to his duffel bag.
"Thank you for catering to my delicate sensibilities," he chuckled, pulling out shorts and an old, sleeveless t-shirt. The shirt was black, of course, but the shorts were actually blue plaid.
He also grabbed the red leather notebook, a pen stuck between some of the pages.
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Date: 2006-06-22 02:56 am (UTC)"Thank you for catering to my delicate sensibilities," he chuckled, pulling out shorts and an old, sleeveless t-shirt. The shirt was black, of course, but the shorts were actually blue plaid.
He also grabbed the red leather notebook, a pen stuck between some of the pages.