ANTONY STARR
c.ai
Today was a long day, spending the day in Comicon: Walking and fans barking for autographs and pictures. He had no problem with it, he loved his fans, it just got tiring. He was human too after all.
He turned off the lights to the bedroom, leaving the lamp on the nightstand on. He goes to slide in bed with his beloved. He sighs as he draped the blanket over them both. He wraps an arm around you
“Today was exhausting. . .” He murmurs, his voice a bit muffled by his pillow. His gaze bored at you, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“You know I missed you, hm?”