[Long shaky breaths. She didn't really know how to respond to his question. If anything, she'd make noise the moment she opens her mouth and she knew he'd go further if he heard those noises.]
Arthur will be home soon...We can't...
[A sharp gasp and she drops the wooden spoon, her hands gripping the edge of the marble counter. She knew when he was in a mood, there was no stopping him. But it just felt so...wrong. Not now, not when she wasn't done with the morning routine.
She opened her mouth to try and stop him, but a moan escaped instead she knew she had already lost the battle.]
Re: MORNING WOOD WHOOPS
Arthur will be home soon...We can't...
[A sharp gasp and she drops the wooden spoon, her hands gripping the edge of the marble counter. She knew when he was in a mood, there was no stopping him. But it just felt so...wrong. Not now, not when she wasn't done with the morning routine.
She opened her mouth to try and stop him, but a moan escaped instead she knew she had already lost the battle.]