☠Fourth Reel: Rubbing Elbows with the Locals

[redcinemareel]

[PHONE]

Today is a special day. A day where mothers are given the praise they rightly deserve for going the distance time and time again, as well as enduring the hardships men simply CANNOT handle. In all honestly, women should be wearing those britches the men are unable to fit.

Truth be told, I could care less about this holiday for my own personal reasons, but there are those that deserve a proper celebration, and how can I turn down a petty reason to celebrate~?

At the moment, it's seven in the morning. At noon, there will be a brunch for the mothers of Mayfield in my home at 1670 Nelson. Please keep in mind that I do reserve the right to refuse entry.

Don't worry. There will be spirits and other refreshments to enjoy~.


[ACTION]

[At 1670 Nelson, Grell awaits with an open door, and classical music playing in the background. The food is probably store bought, since Grell is still improving on her cooking skills. The tea is made by her, though. It's not over-steeped this time!]

Comments

[keep_smiling]

[Grell could easily tell that these scars aren't self-inflicted, or from battle. Nothing romantic here; just a man who has been tortured.

Welp, there go the pants. But he's not gone all the way just yet.]

Are we really going for the Full Monty here?

[redcinemareel]

[Grell loves torture, especially when she gets to do it. Humans are vulgar, yet fascinating creatures. She does blink at the mention of Full Monty.]

Pardon? Are you saying to stop? That's absurd. You've gotten this far. It would be a tragic waste of development to stop now.

[keep_smiling]

[Another light shrug, and off goes the boxers. Folding his arms over his chest, he stands there awkwardly.]

Well, there you go, then. Happy Mother's Day.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell grins before walking over to him and patting his shoulder.]

Thank you. For the record, I like what I see~.

[keep_smiling]

[Okay, he has to laugh at that.] Not often I hear that. Now, can I put these back on?

[redcinemareel]

No.

[keep_smiling]

... How long do I have to stay like this?

[redcinemareel]

Until the ladies leave. Is there a problem?

[keep_smiling]

For some reason, no. They might have one, though.

[redcinemareel]

[Shrugs]

They know where the door is.