IC Inbox

[continuousgroaning]

INBOX for Tina Belcher
For all your contact needs!

Allowed formats: Voice | Text | Video | Action

Comments

[continuousgroaning]

Okay.

[She sounds intrigued, and so she follows along; her jaw then drops, and she turns to him, incredulous. Her heart is pounding, and she looks back at the apartment building, then back at him.]

You... you'd do that for me? I... I don't know what to say. Not in a bad way, just in a "holy crap that's so nice" kinda way.

[burlyboy]

If I can swing it, sure. It wouldn't just be for you. I still wanna hang around you too. So do the dogs - and so does Ango. None of us would be against taking weekends off here sometimes.

[ Magnus shrugs. ]

Weren't we just talking 'bout making the most of the time we got with each other? There's no point in having money if you don't use it on the stuff that mattes.

[continuousgroaning]

[It's a short while before Tina can speak; she puts her arms around Magnus instead, taking several deep, steadying breaths, because otherwise she's going to burst out crying.

Not that she hasn't done that before, and he hasn't done the same to her, but still.

She's filled with mixed emotions, because even the possibility of what he's suggesting has tipped her mental scales toward "move away" and she's still weighing the good and bad about that. But more than that, the fact that he's thinking of going that far so that he and Angus and the dogs can continue to be part of her life... it means more than she can put into words.]

I love you.

[That's all she can manage at first.]

And knowing I matter to you so much that you'd even consider... I can't say thank you for that enough.