Roy had gotten entirely too used to having Aly around. Something that he knew would be changing all too soon. Just when his house was actually looking like he lived there and the whole daily sex thing wasn't bad either. There were too many things to worry about, things that could go wrong and mess up whatever plans they'd come up with. He could very well drive himself crazy worrying about each one of them.
Instead, he'd slipped out of bed and gone to make breakfast. Well toast and coffee, he could manage those without burning anything and he returned a while later, carrying a tray with food. How he'd gotten said tray, he wasn't sure. Either Aly or his housekeeper had bought it. He just thought it was handy.
((Do I need to say it? Fine. For the spy.))
Instead, he'd slipped out of bed and gone to make breakfast. Well toast and coffee, he could manage those without burning anything and he returned a while later, carrying a tray with food. How he'd gotten said tray, he wasn't sure. Either Aly or his housekeeper had bought it. He just thought it was handy.
((Do I need to say it? Fine. For the spy.))