He was intruding and he knew it – Reg wouldn’t have been clearing the mound of books away if he hadn’t been. Was his roommate in? Theo had been going to ask, and to say he’d get out of the way, but thank Merlin, Reg had told him to sit.
Theo threw himself down in the spot that had opened up on the couch. “Sorry,” he prefaced, rueful. “Bit of a shite day. Week. While. I don’t know – I could use your advice... But how are you?” He added, before he launched into it: he scanned the room, spotting all the parchment, the tea, the slice of pie.
Theo threw himself down in the spot that had opened up on the couch. “Sorry,” he prefaced, rueful. “Bit of a shite day. Week. While. I don’t know – I could use your advice... But how are you?” He added, before he launched into it: he scanned the room, spotting all the parchment, the tea, the slice of pie.
