uh well… oh. wait. *he moves over to a table that has a lot of unpainted canvases on it. he begins to shift them as Roxy proceeds to sniff around, to see if anyone stalked in whilst they were out. once he moves the canvases it reveals a simple flat screen television that has a few paint marks on the corners* ah, ah… um. *finding a rag he cleans it*
She giggles, placing a hand on his arm gently. “As long as it doesn’t damage your TV, the paint gives it your own personal flair I think.”
But there was still the matter of where to sit and maybe some blankets to stay warm. She was still slightly chilly.
…ah right. s-sorry. i tend to move it around a lot and i don’t always wash my hands before hand… *he moves on through to another room and soon returns dragging a large bean bag. he shifts more things around and sets it down on the ground in front of the tv, before retrieving some thick animal print blankets* since its so small i really dont have a lot of room for big furniture. i hope this is ok…?
Jack Maple 