"Sounds good, want me to make it?" Noah asks. He refuses for it to be awkward, he's in too good of a mood. He's back in his body, he spent the night with Freddie having tons of awesome sex, and so far he isn't feeling regretful about it. Maybe later when he's sitting at home fucking pining or whatever like his brain or his emotions tends toward, then he'll probably want to kick himself. But not right now.
He stops short when he reaches the living room and picks up his discarded dress and women's underwear.
"Uh. Shoot. Do you have some pants I can wear?" He doesn't mind being naked around Freddie, but he doesn't want to make breakfast with his balls hanging out.
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Date: 2017-08-31 01:19 am (UTC)He stops short when he reaches the living room and picks up his discarded dress and women's underwear.
"Uh. Shoot. Do you have some pants I can wear?" He doesn't mind being naked around Freddie, but he doesn't want to make breakfast with his balls hanging out.