Lachlan still isn't entirely certain why Ennis had been so keen to switch rooms for the night but he didn't mind and Yancey didn't mind and moving a few belongings from Room 515 to Room 514 hadn't been much of a hassle so...here he is. And, after spending the evening with the Ribbonfin boy wandering the Parisian streets and throwing back a few drinks at a nearby bar, he's forgotten any small inclinations he might've had to feel awkward about sharing a room.
Well. Mostly. He's got a few too many uncertain feelings and has been too clumsily bold toward Yancey in the past a few too many times to have forgotten completely. Still. He's enjoyed himself tonight and he's content as he sits on Ennis' bed, sipping from a bottle of water and flipping through the small bundle of photographs he took today. He's organizing them and labeling each one in a small, neat, certain hand. As impressive as Paris is, though, the ones with his friends are definitely his favorites.
After a while, he pauses and glances over at Yancey and smiles a little. "...This is your first time in Paris, innit? What do you think?"
NIGHT THREE: Yancey & Lachlan
Well. Mostly. He's got a few too many uncertain feelings and has been too clumsily bold toward Yancey in the past a few too many times to have forgotten completely. Still. He's enjoyed himself tonight and he's content as he sits on Ennis' bed, sipping from a bottle of water and flipping through the small bundle of photographs he took today. He's organizing them and labeling each one in a small, neat, certain hand. As impressive as Paris is, though, the ones with his friends are definitely his favorites.
After a while, he pauses and glances over at Yancey and smiles a little. "...This is your first time in Paris, innit? What do you think?"