It takes a moment of rearranging and this would probably be easier and more comfortable on a bigger piece of furniture, but they're here now and it will do. He shifts closer, not leaning on his hand and arm but sliding it under Oswald so they're virtually chest to chest against each other. "Better?" His voice doesn't make it much above a whisper.
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Date: 2019-12-29 11:06 pm (UTC)