01-08-2017, 05:30 PM
Malorn felt worried about going to the farmers market, not wanting to look like a fool with his English, nor look like a fool in front of Archie. He didn't say it was a date, no, but Malorn felt as though it was one, and tried to be presentable. He dressed casually enough, a simple t-shirt and a pair of jeans, sunglasses on as well. Malorn's cat, a large black cat by the name of ночь ('night' in Russian, of course), made it to the door first, meowing softly at the closed door. Malorn quietly shooed the cat away before opening the door. "Good morning."
✨don't look at my sin✨