Recent content by Stewart Maybank

Stewie had gotten a little lost in his work, but he was also tired. He had had a lot long day, long many days and this chair, this space was comfortable. He didn't even noticed when he leaned upon his books and notes and just fell asleep. The noise of whatever Evan was watching drifting through.

Stewie glanced at her and nodded. "Okay, I'll leave the door open, so shout if you need me for anything," he said, awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other. The sound of ice cream and films was tempting but he had things he needed to be getting on with. Things which couldn't wait...

Stewie shook his head gently. "I was planning on working," he said. He conjured up a desk and all of the bits he'd been working on to perfect a potion and make sure it was the best every time was placed down upon it. The parchment was a mess of scribbles but he didn't struggle with it. "I just...

Stewie followed her through to the bedroom that was his and glanced around the room. He had always shared rooms, places had rarely been just a space for him. His shop was, but it was a disaster most of the time and it shouldn't be. Stewie stepped into the room and with a little magic, all of the...

Stewie hesitated for a moment longer before heading back down to the shop and grabbing his bag of things. including the sleeping bag. He came back upstairs and then walked in. "So, which room will be mine?" he really wasn't holding much, just a bag which was magically bigger, but it wasn't...

Stewie hestitated again at the offer, but he knew he wouldn't win this. He just nodded. "Okay," he said simply with a jerky nod. "We don't need a schedule, just, tell me if I'm being too in your space," he said, really not wanting her to feel too pressed if he was around. "Let me go get my...

Stewie was not convinced, even as he assured him. His hands toyed nervously with what was in them, and he was moving ever so slightly. He shouldn't say yes, she was being nice and all that, but she'd realize quickly that he wasn't a great roommate, and that living with your boss had problems. "I...

Stewie blinked at her offer. It was kind and immediate, but he wasn't sure it was a good idea. "Oh, you don't have to offer that," he said with a little smile. "I'm technically your boss, surely, you'd prefer some time away from me," Stewie was just certain that too much time with him, would put...

Stewie took his food and ate it eager, savouring the food, though not as much as she was. "It's a good place," He told her, though given that he had already said he'd been there a lot it probably wasn't too surprising to her that he thought the place was good. He took a sip of his wine, and...

Stewie filled the two glasses of wine to the amount that she had suggested before placing the bottle down and handing one glass to her and then keeping the other for himself. He pulled out one of the tubs of pasta. "I'm going to have this gnocchi," he said, opening it up and grabbing a fork to...

Stewie passed over the calzone to her and then at the wine bottle she was handing him. It seemed expensive..he knew she'd just said she was celebrating, but he didn't want her to waste this on him. He'd buy one to make it up to her. Stewie was able to open the bottle easily. "How much do you...

Stewie lingered in the doorway a beat longer even as she said to sit down before he then did. He sat down and shook his head, he had remembered that she'd mentioned her dislike of mushrooms, so hadn't gotten anything of the sort. "I know you don't like them, so no," Stewie replied with a shrug...

Stewie wanted to protest one more time before accepting, but she was already moving further into the flat so he just followed. He closed the door behind him and then went to the dining room. He stood awkwardly at the door frame. "It's all good, I'm comfortable with mess," he had a disorganised...

Stewie was grabbed by the sleeve, moving too quickly for her to get his hand, though brushing against it. He glanced at her and gave a little curt nod, before then nodding a few more times quickly after. "Okay, yeah," he said. Stewie nodded again, and then came inside. "if you don't mind," he...

Stewie gave a tight expression as she peeked out of the door. He stood back a little as she then opened it. "Yeah, sorry. I brought dinner…figured you probably hadn't eaten yet," Stewie replied. He scratched the back of his head and then shook it. "Sorry, I should go, I'll just give you this and...