[ The second she was up and off her bed, his eyes trailed down her body, taking in that plastic dress she's wearing - parts appreciatively, parts worried that she'd consider to wear this outside ever. She's looking ridiculously hot, but it's plastic. It can't be comfortable.
He doesn't say any of this when she comes in for a hug. He wraps his arms around her instinctively, dropping a kiss to the top of her head, smiling gently. ]
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He doesn't say any of this when she comes in for a hug. He wraps his arms around her instinctively, dropping a kiss to the top of her head, smiling gently. ]
I take it you had a good night?