[Kavinsky wasted time around the house until Ronan was at the front door. At some point or another, he got bored but it was more or less entirely forgotten about as soon as he opened the door. Leaning against the doorframe, barefoot and dressed in old, slightly ratty clothes, he grinned.]
Hey, good looking.
[Opening the door wider, he stepped to the side to make room. He almost asked if Ronan needed help with anything, but it didn't look like he had much and he did have two hands.]
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Hey, good looking.
[Opening the door wider, he stepped to the side to make room. He almost asked if Ronan needed help with anything, but it didn't look like he had much and he did have two hands.]