Hi there. Can I ask for a one shot sanvers and the word tiger (random I know sorry). From Lee in scotland
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Boxes were strewn about Maggie’s bedroom in various states of full as she went through her nightstand drawers. Alex was in her closet finishing boxing up Maggie’s sweaters when she let out a small gasp.
“Oh my god, what is that?”
Maggie popped up from the other side of the bed she hasn’t slept in, in months. It took her a minute to follow Alex’s line of sight and when the object came into view, she blushed. She stood up and put herself between Alex and the closet.
She shrugged and looked up at Alex’s twinkling eyes and smug smirk. “It’s nothing, Danvers. Come on, let’s pack up the kitchen.”
Maggie gently took Alex’s arm but Alex quickly slipped out of her grasp and moved into the closet. She crouched close to the floor and pointed her thumb toward the large tiger propped up against the wall.
She still had that smirk as she tilted her head up at Maggie. “Does he have a name?”