Rowan yawns once more, eyes fluttering closed as well. "Mm. Sounds good." They murmur, close enough to sleep that their tone isn't readable. Could be deadpan, it could be that they're sleepy enough to let down their guard on this. Either way, that'll be the last Max gets out of them as they drift off, warm and satisfied, and happy to be curled in comfortably against someone - against Max specifically.
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Date: 2020-08-23 02:09 pm (UTC)