[Kit didn't bother with a response, letting his actions speak for themselves. He disappeared into the spare bedroom and immediately set to work making the bed, covering the mattress with a dark fitted sheet, laying a top sheet on next and smoothing out the creases before he tucked in the foot, and then the comforter, a rich burgundy, black, mousy brown and white affair. He'd had to spare one of his own pillows as well, but it wasn't as though he didn't have more than he needed.
When he was finished, he emerged from the bedroom empty-handed but looking pleased with himself. Never mind the fact that, if Vincent did stay, all the trouble he'd gone to in order to make the room presentable would have been for naught.]
Everything's ready. If you require anything else, just let me know.
[Was he deliberately pretending not to have heard Vincent's raised voice a few minutes ago? It sure did seem like it...but then, that was also typical of him.]
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When he was finished, he emerged from the bedroom empty-handed but looking pleased with himself. Never mind the fact that, if Vincent did stay, all the trouble he'd gone to in order to make the room presentable would have been for naught.]
Everything's ready. If you require anything else, just let me know.
[Was he deliberately pretending not to have heard Vincent's raised voice a few minutes ago? It sure did seem like it...but then, that was also typical of him.]