[Caster being Caster just has to have the last word, amirite. Archer spends a moment on tugging those odd sandals of his off and throws a blanket onto the immovable log on the bed. There's a laundry to do, food to cook, and dogs to feed. He may check on Caster in the evening, though.]
[ Of course he does. If he wasn't so ALMOST DEAD and if he didn't fell asleep so promptly, he'd probably comment on the fact that Archer is the best at cockblocking himself. But luckily, you get to be spared from that, my dude. ]
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