[ felix's brows lift and the corners of his mouth twist downward for a second like, okay, can't argue with that. dom's werewolf shit is kind of above him, and they don't really have anyone else to compare his instincts with for the sake of validation, but - felix trusts him, and so far he's never questioned him when it comes to werewolf-y things, so. he seems decently satisfied, if not still a little weirded out. ]
Okay. [ can't argue that this place isn't weird, now that he's starting to realize this isn't the morning after some shitty rager party he crashed. felix pinches the dime bag from the night stand between two fingers and squirrels it away in his fist for now, leaning his weight on his knuckles. ] How, uh - how long have you been here?
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Okay. [ can't argue that this place isn't weird, now that he's starting to realize this isn't the morning after some shitty rager party he crashed. felix pinches the dime bag from the night stand between two fingers and squirrels it away in his fist for now, leaning his weight on his knuckles. ] How, uh - how long have you been here?