Alex tapped one painted nail against Michael's chest. "I asked how you found it. Besides, it's not as if the museum hands out a map to this place, otherwise there'd be tourists crawling through the desert looking for the kind of souvenirs they can't find in the gift shop."
He blinked his eyes a little more slowly than usual. It wasn't that he was tired, but the slid of Michael's fingers through his hair was restful. All he'd need to do was close his eyes and he'd be able to have a catnap. Except they were talking.
"Unless I'm missing the plaque that says 'aliens landed here', this just looks like another part of the desert."
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Date: 2019-03-31 03:53 am (UTC)He blinked his eyes a little more slowly than usual. It wasn't that he was tired, but the slid of Michael's fingers through his hair was restful. All he'd need to do was close his eyes and he'd be able to have a catnap. Except they were talking.
"Unless I'm missing the plaque that says 'aliens landed here', this just looks like another part of the desert."