[Gladio huffs out a chuckle. He should have figured that Ravus wasn't one to be a complete lay-about for even one measly day. With a hum of acknowledgement the brunet gets to his feet, water sloshing in the tub as he unstops the drain before stepping onto his plush bathmat and wrapping a towel around his waist.
Droplets cling to his skin as he multitasks, using a second towel to dry his hair while he shuffles into the bedroom. After a quick wipe down, he deems himself functionally dry and dons a pair of black boxer-briefs, a pair of black joggers, and a comfortable grey cotton tee. Grey no-show socks follow and so does a pair of clean running shoes. Before shrugging into a black zip-up hoodie, on with his father's business logo, Gladio pulls his damp hair into a messy bun.]
Ready when you are, Rae. [Yea, that nickname is here to stay because he loves the way it rolls off of his tongue. Gladio makes sure to grab his wallet and keys before going into the kitchen to give it a quick clean, if needed, while Ravus finishes getting ready.]
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Droplets cling to his skin as he multitasks, using a second towel to dry his hair while he shuffles into the bedroom. After a quick wipe down, he deems himself functionally dry and dons a pair of black boxer-briefs, a pair of black joggers, and a comfortable grey cotton tee. Grey no-show socks follow and so does a pair of clean running shoes. Before shrugging into a black zip-up hoodie, on with his father's business logo, Gladio pulls his damp hair into a messy bun.]
Ready when you are, Rae. [Yea, that nickname is here to stay because he loves the way it rolls off of his tongue. Gladio makes sure to grab his wallet and keys before going into the kitchen to give it a quick clean, if needed, while Ravus finishes getting ready.]