Domestic Pond Life
Nov. 19th, 2012 12:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thelastromanIt was late, just after midnight to be specific, when Rory unlocked the door and deposited his keys on the table by the door. He had agreed to swap half a shift with a coworker and he was quite thankful he didn't have to stay any longer as the A&E was ridiculously packed that evening and a pile up off the motorway didn't make things any easier.
The flat was already dark, so he tried to be as quiet as possible as he moved about the bedroom, seeing the mess of ginger hair splayed out on the pillow belonging to Amy. He smiled briefly as he collected some clothes before creeping back to the bathroom for a shower and brush of teeth.
When he sunk into bed, he reached over to rub her shoulders, and looped an arm around her middle before placing a chin on her, "No hello?"
The flat was already dark, so he tried to be as quiet as possible as he moved about the bedroom, seeing the mess of ginger hair splayed out on the pillow belonging to Amy. He smiled briefly as he collected some clothes before creeping back to the bathroom for a shower and brush of teeth.
When he sunk into bed, he reached over to rub her shoulders, and looped an arm around her middle before placing a chin on her, "No hello?"
