These were all things that Angie of course took notice of. Chanter's frame was in the pathway between herself and the exit - not intimidatingly blocking her way, but noticeably in place. There wasn't a place to sit and chatter unless she wanted to invade his nest of a bed, and that was fairly personal space. They had eaten already, so she couldn't suggest going back to get food or drink, so really at the moment? The pair of them were in some sort of social limbo.
For Angie, it wasn't awkward. She was so used to having Chanter around now, that there was no uncomfortable shuffling, or awkward glances, or anything or the sort. She did hug the blanket a little closer to her frame, but that was only because it was soft, and warm, and she liked the way it felt against the exposed portions of skin on her arms and chest.
She did eventually get a playful look on her face though, once he started shuffling about. "So...is the plan to just stand here and stare at each other for the rest of the evening..?" Not that she mind the idea, but eventually she would need to sit down.
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Tag: | Chanter Straye |
For Angie, it wasn't awkward. She was so used to having Chanter around now, that there was no uncomfortable shuffling, or awkward glances, or anything or the sort. She did hug the blanket a little closer to her frame, but that was only because it was soft, and warm, and she liked the way it felt against the exposed portions of skin on her arms and chest.
She did eventually get a playful look on her face though, once he started shuffling about. "So...is the plan to just stand here and stare at each other for the rest of the evening..?" Not that she mind the idea, but eventually she would need to sit down.
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Tag: | Chanter Straye |