“Since I’ve had the honour of not being attacked by magic anons for the past couple of weeks, I’ll let you decide what to do,” he said in an almost musical tone.
“Well if you’re sure.” he murmered, dragging the other over to the sofa and flopping down onto it, grabbing the remote and turning on the television. “How about a horror movie?”
He made a small yelping sounds as he was dragged, not really expecting it. His first instinct was to reject the offer and laugh it off as the other mocked him but he decided not to do that. “Er, sure, if you want to.”
