[ There are a couple of fatal errors here, all around. One: the garden wasn't dark, to Rembrandt at least. Two, he may not know understand what friends are but that doesn't mean he's a complete nincampoop when it comes to other areas, no definition needed. Three: as off kilter as he was a moment ago, his recovery time is pretty short.
He laughs. ]
Goodness, is that what you were thinking? Trust me, you would know if I was coming onto you. [ Leaning forward (or sideways in this case), he grabs a hold of whatever fabric he can reach to pull Erik closer. Museums are good for drawing out his red eyes, now laced with a smooth velvet tone. ]
1/2 i blame you for this
He laughs. ]
Goodness, is that what you were thinking? Trust me, you would know if I was coming onto you. [ Leaning forward (or sideways in this case), he grabs a hold of whatever fabric he can reach to pull Erik closer. Museums are good for drawing out his red eyes, now laced with a smooth velvet tone. ]