07-20-2018, 09:36 PM
"I’m a bit of a hoarder, to tell you the truth..." he hated acting. Dimitri was such a fucking pussy. Ugh. He held the tail close to the body, still replicating Dimitri’s submission. ”Collections and other stuff. I don’t get out much so I like trying new things...” he just gestured to the whiskey, ”Like that stuff... it’s terrible.”
Housing other people theory was both a truth and a lie, but the problem with that idea, was that Dimitri scent was the only one in the room. The alters didn’t change their scent, save for Donovan, who sprayed himself with rose perfume when he got the chance. The tom moved to the basket with the blankets in it. Dimitri’s bed, and sat down, looking up at the lion once more.
”You can take a look around if it would make you feel any better...” Dimitri wouldn’t say that but would probably get them out of here faster. The only thing that might stick out to be odd was one of Daisy’s drawings, piled under the others of their ‘family’.
Besides, the lion wouldn’t find their journal. He was sitting on it.