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[ Reggie does her the same honor in return, his eyes raking slowly up and down her body with no effort at subtlety. They are way, way past subtlety by now.

He sits down slowly, body adjusting to the temperature bit by bit, then takes the wine bottle and has a generous swig from it himself. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he passes the bottle back. ]

I could definitely get used to this.

[ What's the point of being subtle anymore? And she doesn't mind it one bit when she notices him looking at her either.

She takes a drink herself before she laughs at his words.]

The hot tub?

Yeah. [ With a laugh of his own, and a shrug. ] It's not like Nick had one of these bad boys in that old church.

[ Not that Reggie ever minded, of course. It never would have even occurred to him to miss hot tubs, or anything else the church might have lacked. Not then.

He sits back, stretching his arms out along the rim. ]

Hot tubs don't exactly go with the dark church aesthetic. [ She lets out an amused huff, still unsure of what he might be sensitive about and what he might not be.]

But it is one of the perks of living here.

That's for sure. [ He tilts his head back, sighing with content. ] I mean like, the inside was still pretty livable and all that, but you know how he is-- probably never even heard of hot tubs.

[ Another sigh, more genuine this time. Is, was, the idea of even having to start changing tenses when talking about Nick is another unexpected twist of the knife. He lapses into a vaguely awkward silence, suddenly not sure what he wants to say. ]

Uh... anyway...

Magic hot tubs are probably something else entirely-- [ She offers before the silence settles in and she takes a moment to let it settle before he breaks it.]

So what can I do to make you comfortable here?

[ Raising his eyebrows, Reggie shakes his head and shrugs, having another swig from the wine bottle. ]

Don't worry about that, this place is plenty comfortable already. And I get my own room too, right?

[ Not that he's opposed to spending nights in her bed, though. ]

I have an extra room for you, yes. [ Not that she wouldn't mind him being around either but it might make things awkward if either of them wanted to bring someone home.]

And obviously, if you want to have guests or whatever-- [ she lets out a little, almost bashful laugh.] You're welcome to.

Nah. [ He shakes his head. ] I don't usually like to bring people home, it gets too complicated.

[ Be it back in Riverdale or while he was living with Nick. If he had his own place, no parents or roommates or boyfriends or anything, then maybe, but... ]

But just give me a head's up when you've got company. Y'know, sock on the door or whatever.

[ She gives a half-shrug.] It's up to you. [ It won't bother her if he brings people home, so long as they're not having sex in the living room or something.]

I'll just text you or something.

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