[ Alright, this is too odd. For perhaps the first time, William is feeling like he's made a positive impact on someone. Like he's finally done something right, even if he'd been unaware of it. And perhaps that's even better, that it was coming naturally.
After quite a lot of consideration, he decides to reciprocate Grell with a photo of his own. Not at all racy like the one she sent him earlier, but far more meaningful. It's apparent he's lying in the hotel bed, propped up against the headboard and in that comfortable, black t-shirt he'd spoke of. And though it maybe be subtle, there's the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. A text follows quickly after the image. ]
Do not make me regret sending you that photograph.
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After quite a lot of consideration, he decides to reciprocate Grell with a photo of his own. Not at all racy like the one she sent him earlier, but far more meaningful. It's apparent he's lying in the hotel bed, propped up against the headboard and in that comfortable, black t-shirt he'd spoke of. And though it maybe be subtle, there's the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. A text follows quickly after the image. ]
Do not make me regret sending you that photograph.