Ashley takes advantage of the time to root around in the drawers for trousers that at least mostly look like real trousers-- weirdly high waisted, and they need braces to hold them up, but that seems to be as good as it's going to get.
That done, he starts looking around. Not very polite guest behavior, but these are strange circumstances. He's halfway into the bathroom when Feuilly speaks, and replies, distracted, "Oh, aye? He'd suit those clothes, alright." Whichever Harry Percy it's supposed to be, and whenever those clothes are supposed to be from, it's all old timey to him.
Any cold medicine in that cabinet above the sink? No, of course not, God forbid anything be that ordinary.
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Date: 2017-03-03 02:34 am (UTC)That done, he starts looking around. Not very polite guest behavior, but these are strange circumstances. He's halfway into the bathroom when Feuilly speaks, and replies, distracted, "Oh, aye? He'd suit those clothes, alright." Whichever Harry Percy it's supposed to be, and whenever those clothes are supposed to be from, it's all old timey to him.
Any cold medicine in that cabinet above the sink? No, of course not, God forbid anything be that ordinary.