<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/23/59/1f/23591fbefaf396b58d40bc5c2094225c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Neena Thurman | Domino<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her own room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 8th, late night/early morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Remy LeBeau | Gambit, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Handling the door<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>pajamas (http://images.motorcycle-usa.com/photogallerys/2013-Thor-Motocross-Womens-Short-Pajamas.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>She should have known that he'd act the roguish gentleman, and kiss her hand. The move had her chuckling softly, a brow arching as she tilted her head. Well, she had invited him, and in truth, she had hoped that he would say yes. Without a roommate at the moment, it would be pretty well much just the two of them. Not that Domino minded in the least. Opening the door the rest of the way, she moved out of the doorway, letting Remy slip further in.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh....was your name Remy? I think you said it, but it was hard to catch at the time..."</strong>her voice cooed as she let him in, idly closing the door behind him. So far there was no reason to hurt him, but if she could have fun...why not?<strong>"And feel free to check the bed. There's nobody in it..."</strong>Of course even as she said it, her slender form draped over her covers, hoping to cover up the messy sheets. Of course, she had just gotten out of bed, but the way it looked, it was somebody who had been writhing about for a while, not someone who just woke up.<strong>"Well...except me, now...</strong>