Max is ridiculously cute for someone who looks like they walked off the cover of a men's magazine. It's really unfair. Rowan smiles more fondly than they'd like anyone to see, then shuts the tome and shoves it in the closet along with the few things they have, which were lying around on the floor. There. And now it's tidy, they have time to think of a smooth and flirtatious greeting for when he arrives.
When Max knocks, Rowan scrambles to the door, opens it, and then stops dead. All of their plans vanish at the sight of the vision in front of them. "Bloody hell, you scrub up nicely!" They feel pretty drab in comparison, still wearing newbie whites, but now layered up with a shirt and a scarf. They rake their gaze over Max in all his suited glory, then lean forward, smirking wickedly, grabbing the end of Max's tie to pull him down towards him. "Just like a real detective~."
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Date: 2020-07-21 07:29 pm (UTC)When Max knocks, Rowan scrambles to the door, opens it, and then stops dead. All of their plans vanish at the sight of the vision in front of them. "Bloody hell, you scrub up nicely!" They feel pretty drab in comparison, still wearing newbie whites, but now layered up with a shirt and a scarf. They rake their gaze over Max in all his suited glory, then lean forward, smirking wickedly, grabbing the end of Max's tie to pull him down towards him. "Just like a real detective~."