He's got the buttons undone on the first shirt, and shrugs it off, tossing it inelegantly on his bed before grabbing the second shirt. "Thou art surely the best piece of being here. Would not know what to do without thee," he says, honestly and probably a bit more earnestly than Mercutio might expect.
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Date: 2025-04-28 01:38 am (UTC)