Freddie was pretty sure that Prior was talking to him. At least he hoped Prior was talking to him. It wasn't exactly like he could move, though. He was stuck in place because of Prior. He turned wide eyes on Anatoly and didn't bother the small smirk on his face. "You heard him, darling. A robe?"
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Date: 2011-08-03 02:11 am (UTC)