August: Oh...they're in the other pocket...
He reaches into his right pocket and pulls out his keys
August: Here...
"Thank you love."
August: No problem...
He stretches and shifts a little
August: Mh...
He unlocked the door and went inside
August: Um...you can put me down...
"No."
August sighs
August: ...why not?
"You're mine.."
August: Ohhhh...ok...well does that mean you're mine?
"...yeah."
