[There are, but few so likely to get you in trouble. Prior gives up the shoes readily, taking Richie's right hand and resting his own left on the man's shoulder - it's an ungainly way of getting to one's feet, but whatever works.
There are no stumbles, but once he's upright he tilts in toward Richie anyway, a quick dart that presses a kiss intended for his cheek to the very corner of his mouth, instead. Gratitude.
Gratitude that comes with a wink as Prior turns back to their door, dipping his hand into his pocket for the keys he's been carrying these last twelve years.]
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There are no stumbles, but once he's upright he tilts in toward Richie anyway, a quick dart that presses a kiss intended for his cheek to the very corner of his mouth, instead. Gratitude.
Gratitude that comes with a wink as Prior turns back to their door, dipping his hand into his pocket for the keys he's been carrying these last twelve years.]