The heat was too much, they both could agree to that. Laid out in different parts of the room, mostly the shaded parts and as far away from heat sources they could. Even being a foot away from one another was to much heat, though that might his fault. He always did give off to much heat than what should have been normal.
He shifts, debates on getting up to fetch water or even to see if there's a colder spot in the house. Maybe the bedroom had cooled off by now?
"You come near me with your infernal heat and I will murder you," Is grumbled at him. It almost seemed Zephyr was dealing with it worse then he was, but murder was a bit far.
"Is that how little you think of me?" He jokes, even as he's up and moving to get something for them both to drink. It's not until he comes back in, rolling the bottled water in her direction in case she decides to make good on that murder.
"Kitchen's cooler." He offers.
"Ugh, fight me." He debates for a second, but figures leaving her there is better than the slap he might receive.
"Never Darling,"
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Doomed and Determined Snippets
FantasyLittle slices of life from a dungeons and dragons campaign. From my own campaign which is affectionately called 'Doomed and Determined' for many reasons. Little moments that have happened during and between sessions for our characters.
