Seriously.” Jill had muttered, trying half-heartedly to sweep the mass of curls away from her face as Carlos wriggled closer, tucking in to the warm crook of her neck.
A quick check confirms that she’s still watching the TV, unaware of the plan brewing in his head. He eases into the space, fitting against her easily and comfortably. She barely notices him, only moving to lift her arm to the back of the couch in invitation. This is also perfect for the plan.Ĭarlos wanders over casually, careful not to ring any alarm bells. She always finds that sort of thing right when she’s been having a busy, draining day and just needs time to turn off. It’s something stupid and mindless, something that’s more about watching the moving colours than considering any type of plot. It’s precisely why it’s such a special treat. The next thing he needs is for Jill to be having some down time, which she does so often. He usually waits until he’s just gotten out of the shower, when his hair is at its very fluffiest. He plans on taking advantage of it right up until she does, though. Eos-aurora-rise: It’s all part of his master plan.Ĭarlos isn’t sure if Jill has figured it out yet.