Call me, call me any, anytime!

[buckingham]

the phone sex +
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sorry! late, starbucks, i know.

[gadabouts]

[ the academic offices are quiet, and barty's kept one of his ears tuned to the door. when sarah knocks, it's only a couple of moments before barty cracks the door open (habit born out of light paranoia), and then fully. when he sees who it is, he grins. ]

Hi yourself.

[ his office is cluttered: papers, books, relics and knick-knacks from his travel. barty steps back at sarah's urging, the pressure of her knuckles digging into him, and gestures for her to come inside. ] Bourbon?

starbucks always works

[willfind]

Bourbon. [ Agreed with a pointedly indulgent smile, almost as if mocking the idea of it being some private joke between them and not just the topic of earlier conversation. Her eyes scan the room with a curiosity that almost borders on hunger as she enters and she has to remind herself that it might be unsettling if she's too obvious about it. No ulterior motives this time, she just likes the knowing and he's got all sorts of points of interest out on display.

Ultimately, he's far more interesting than the contents of his office and she chooses to focus on him over figuring out questions about the different items that might derail him from what actually drew her out of bed. ] And how's work really coming along tonight?