Noah laughs, but makes a sound of disappointment that Freddie stopped playing along. "Come on, you're supposed to be the big bad wolf," he says, elbowing Freddie playfully as he walks through the door. He glances around as he comes inside. It hasn't been that long since he's last been here, but he likes to see if anything's changed. He likes to make sure his drawing is still on the wall, too.
"No-- what?" he asks, because that's a strange assumption. He looks down at the basket and unlatches one of the top flaps. "This is for you! For your birthday." He offers Freddie the basket, leaning back against the arm of the couch with a smile.
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Date: 2017-04-11 07:36 pm (UTC)"No-- what?" he asks, because that's a strange assumption. He looks down at the basket and unlatches one of the top flaps. "This is for you! For your birthday." He offers Freddie the basket, leaning back against the arm of the couch with a smile.