[She draws a puff, tips her head back—yes, she knows exactly what she's doing, as her throat exposes more of itself to him, and all the marks that he's left there—and exhales, returning with a grin.]
You always were resourceful.
[Her pinky taps him on the nose.
It was always part of why she admired him. Why she'd begun to admire him in the first place, even when she was younger and a wide-eyed girl.]
Try me.
[There's very little that could ruin her mood right now.]
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You always were resourceful.
[Her pinky taps him on the nose.
It was always part of why she admired him. Why she'd begun to admire him in the first place, even when she was younger and a wide-eyed girl.]
Try me.
[There's very little that could ruin her mood right now.]