[His knees bend, weight balancing on the balls of his feet as he drops over. Gentle fingers push over grown bangs out of Syaoran's eyes, lingering as always over his right.]
Are you certain you wouldn't like me to come stay with you, Syaoran? At least for tonight.
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Date: 2012-08-09 11:26 pm (UTC)Are you certain you wouldn't like me to come stay with you, Syaoran? At least for tonight.