[She gives herself a moment... pretending to use this time to regain her balance when really, she just simply wants to bury herself in his chest just like she used to do. To admire his scent and to memorize it, as if this were the very first time she has done it. And to take in some of that warmth that he has to give.
It's silly, and she hopes that he doesn't catch on... or maybe he does when she feels him looking down at her the way he had done so many times before...
Eventually, she lifts her head to look up at him.]
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It's silly, and she hopes that he doesn't catch on... or maybe he does when she feels him looking down at her the way he had done so many times before...
Eventually, she lifts her head to look up at him.]
And what of you?