[Poggio]

There was a warm feeling as he slipped another kiss in. It made him really want to do what he promised for Ambrosia, though his hand only closed around the others fingers before falling back into his dreams. When he woke it was too the rustle of papers and the smell of some take out filled him. Pushing himself up off the blankets he could not help the grin on his face. "How am I suppose to fulfill my promises if you do it for me?" He looked around but found his pillow was better for his throbbing skull.