Mask Or Menace - IC Contact

[looking_sharp]

[The sound of silence for a measure of five seconds. Then a beep.]

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[ambitiousblond]

This isn't really in your job description but it's appreciated.

[He moved his hand after a moment as he sat up before moving off of the bed. He didn't think twice about starting to strip off on his way to the bathroom, tossing things off to the floor before looking back at Rude.]

We'll do this tomorrow morning. I'll meet you at six.

[looking_sharp]

Of course sir. And use the hamper.

[He can't help but pick up the clothes that are discarded.]

Eat breakfast before I come to collect you. Something light.

[ambitiousblond]

[Rufus paused at the door, looking at Rude. He kept forgetting the hamper was a thing but after a moment he held out his hand for the clothes.]

I can take that, the hamper is in the bathroom.

[looking_sharp]

[He's definitely wearing too little. And it's awkward. Rude keeps his eyes on the middle of Rufus's forehead as he hands the clothes over.

Blessings on the shades, and not even the first time in his life that he's felt that.]

Is there anything else, sir?

[ambitiousblond]

No, I'm just going to take a shower, eat something for breakfast, and then go to the office. I'll be fine from here and I'm sure you have things to do.

[He gave Rude a slight smile before vanishing into the bathroom, turning the water on.]

[looking_sharp]

[That… was weird. But Rude takes a deep sigh, centers himself again, and heads on out, making sure to lock the door when he goes. That was just a very strange experience.]