Work, and play — Death in Arcadia

Coming up from behind him, she bites the tip of his right ear, and casually wraps her arms around him. He smiles- she can’t see it- and continues writing something on a stack of papers. There’s a half empty glass of something off to the side. Coffee rings. It’s not terribly messy, just a few […]

via Work, and play — Death in Arcadia

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