Sleep is a thing. It was cold out. There were no firm plans for actually anything. Thus it was that norabombay and I stayed in, got delivery, and watched two of the most m/m major films of the year that do not portray actual m/m sex: The Eagle & X-Men: First Class.
Tucker is remarkably singleminded. He will ignore bits of tasty food flying literally past his head in favor of staring at the person who finally threw him one (1) piece of food five minutes ago, in the hopes that it might happen again.
