Between the monthly Darrow allowance and the part-time job he's taken up, he's not hurting for funds. As usual, he thinks about putting up some kind of gentle but insistent argument, offering to cover it all this time around. It's only polite, only something he finds he wants to do for her. But he knows what she's like sometimes, too; knows better than to argue when she insists instead.
"I'll call it in," he says, leaning forward to grab his phone off the table before getting up again. The motion breaks that contact of how they've settled against each other, something he's almost surprised to notice as much as he does. He dials the number, rattling off their standard order and giving the address as he finds Alex's wallet in her bag. "Right, thanks," he says to the person on the other end of the line, before hanging up and coming back to settle on the couch once more.
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Date: 2019-11-17 08:29 pm (UTC)"I'll call it in," he says, leaning forward to grab his phone off the table before getting up again. The motion breaks that contact of how they've settled against each other, something he's almost surprised to notice as much as he does. He dials the number, rattling off their standard order and giving the address as he finds Alex's wallet in her bag. "Right, thanks," he says to the person on the other end of the line, before hanging up and coming back to settle on the couch once more.