And in an instant, Cyrus was blind. He could hardly see anything without his glasses, and in that moment, everything just became a blur of color. It was almost like a drug trip, what with his vision being impaired, the array of hues, and the hum of intoxication buzzing about in his head.
"Izzat tho...?" he asked quietly, now unable to fight the head that came crashing to his face as he started to slink into that sort of relaxing warmth that in some strange way--Rhys was providing.
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Date: 2012-03-22 06:38 am (UTC)From:"Izzat tho...?" he asked quietly, now unable to fight the head that came crashing to his face as he started to slink into that sort of relaxing warmth that in some strange way--Rhys was providing.
"Th-thankth..."