MCA 10: Saturday Evening

[tricksy_spy]

Aly leaned back against the couch, grinning too much at the sight of Roy covered by cats.  It wasn't nearly as amusing as she tried to make it seem, but it was definitely easier to concentrate on that than the fact he was leaving shortly.

She pointed her toe to poke him in the leg.  "Still want that coffee?"

Comments

[light_a_spark]

"You mean the one you were going to make six hours ago?" he asked, wondering if being sat on by cats was a valid excuse to miss his train.

[tricksy_spy]

"I was busy," Aly said, batting her eyelashes.

[light_a_spark]

"Mmmmm, distracting me from packing," he nodded. At least it was done now, even if his back was going to hate him once he did get on that train. He needed to stop thinking about trains.

[tricksy_spy]

"And helping," she agreed, poking him again.