at out on his balcony, looking out at the city from it with a glass of red wine.

tries going to the bar once more.

where his little Frenchwoman has gone off to.

would rather propose to the Englishman than spend that much time alone. Too much time to reflect... it made him shudder.

walking through his neighborhood at the middle of the night, thinking about...stuff.

sits at a bar, trying to decide if he should try the beer or not. It had been decades since he last tried one.

what he should cook for Mattieu on Sunday.

sleeping in his bed, seemingly not doing much these days.

( Last hiatus, I swear. |D; It's just that spring break will be keeping me busy this week. I promise to reply if I find spare time though <3

on the prowl, looking for someone to grope.