[ Murphy leaves it at that. He knows what bed she is talking about and knows where it is. He keeps his pace at a decent stroll, doesn't want to bolt directly into the room. That would make him look a little too desperate even if he was feeling a little starved of affection.
A few passing minutes later and his head pops into her (their?) room.] Did you order one John Murphy? [ Murphy smiles, contemptuously. ]
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Date: 2018-11-03 03:43 am (UTC)A few passing minutes later and his head pops into her (their?) room.] Did you order one John Murphy? [ Murphy smiles, contemptuously. ]