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[waywardshepherd]

[ He hadn't been snooping, really. He'd just been trying to clean up some things; he could see his accumulating mess, and he'd wanted to do something about it. Not that Alex Shepherd didn't snoop, and more than occasionally, just that this isn't the reason he manages to stumble across one of Henry's secrets. It takes him a bit to register what he's looking at, and then he's all grins, unable to help himself as he shuts the drawer and walks into the kitchen with the pack of cards in hand. He stops in the doorway, raising a brow as he holds up his find, a tiny grin already curling his mouth despite his best efforts. ]

And what's this, Mr. Townshend? Got something to share?

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[21st_sacrament]

[That tone says it all, really, Henry doesn't even need to turn around to see the look on his face to know the cat's out of the bag. Which cat it is, well...]

Are those the - Oh. Oh. U-Um.

[Keep it together Townshend, mock him for being nosy, they were in your nightstand.]

...no?

[Henry, what the hell.

Is that a blush on his face? Yes. Yes, it is.]