Noah gets more comfortable, tucking his feet under Freddie's thigh as he leans back into the side cushion.
Freddie responds in kind, shifting to lean against his arm of the couch before stretching out his own legs so they're largely draped over Noah's before takes another sip of his drink.
"A rabid giraffe," he remarks with open amusement before shaking his head. "So what's made them all mad? A drug or something? Or did the binds of their captivity just make them all snap?"
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Date: 2016-12-21 08:09 pm (UTC)Freddie responds in kind, shifting to lean against his arm of the couch before stretching out his own legs so they're largely draped over Noah's before takes another sip of his drink.
"A rabid giraffe," he remarks with open amusement before shaking his head. "So what's made them all mad? A drug or something? Or did the binds of their captivity just make them all snap?"