the baffled king composing hallelujah
Would that Ronin could live and work in Remi's underwear as well. (That comment went purposely unsaid, of course, given the alchemist's apparent disregard for their shared personal space). So instead Ronin turned his attention to the blanket fort, grinning at his daughter and leaning in to scoop her up and into his arms, cuddling her close.
"I suppose you've twisted my arm," he said, rolling his eyes at the raccoon that also dashed inside and moving to duck into the fort as well. Relaxing against the pillows, he let Aoife crawl down from his lap to investigate the place anew.
"I suppose you've twisted my arm," he said, rolling his eyes at the raccoon that also dashed inside and moving to duck into the fort as well. Relaxing against the pillows, he let Aoife crawl down from his lap to investigate the place anew.
