Percy hadn't even realised she had gone at first since he was muttering about pants and frantically searching for clean clothes of any sort. Eventually he realised he was ranting to no one and hung up the phone, which magically seemed to make clean clothes appear as if from nowhere. Weird.
By the time she knocked, he was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt, though he was barefoot and his hair was still wet. "Hi," he said, pulling the door open a little frantically. "Clothed, tada! Is this a beer conversation?"
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Date: 2014-09-15 11:37 am (UTC)From:By the time she knocked, he was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt, though he was barefoot and his hair was still wet. "Hi," he said, pulling the door open a little frantically. "Clothed, tada! Is this a beer conversation?"