07-25-2019, 01:38 AM
Bill was holding his freezing hands above the stove, almost relishing in the pain of warmth returning to them, when the man who had answered the door held out a bathrobe that was fancier than anything he'd ever touched before, even on a pickpocketing mark's clothing.
"You sure you want me to wear that, sir?" he said without thinking.
It only hit him after he spoke that the man seemed to be inviting him to dinner as well. He almost felt bad about sizing his house up for a theft.
"You sure you want me to wear that, sir?" he said without thinking.
It only hit him after he spoke that the man seemed to be inviting him to dinner as well. He almost felt bad about sizing his house up for a theft.
