mwestbelle

"Spain, maybe. I don't care." Mikey arches his back and resesttles a little on the matress to get more comfortable. He frowns at Gerard's questions--it's true, the aches he'd been having in his bones disappeared that night, and he still fits perfectly into the new clothes they bought when they left. Considering that he'd been going through breeches like the Saportas go through chambermaids...yes, something has definitely changed. "I haven't, no."