Davin considered leaving, for just a moment, but if Nathan was out getting him breakfast it would be rude to just go, even if he is feeling a bit off. He's sitting on the bed in just his jeans from the night before when Nathan comes in, ruined shirt draped over one knee.
"Ya really got the french toast?" He laughs a little and gets up to help Nathan with the bags, giving him a shy smile and sitting cross-legged on the bed. "This looks awesome. Thanks, man."
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Date: 2014-11-06 06:35 am (UTC)"Ya really got the french toast?" He laughs a little and gets up to help Nathan with the bags, giving him a shy smile and sitting cross-legged on the bed. "This looks awesome. Thanks, man."