I think you'd like my roommate back in Boston, [ she says, shaking her head a little. ] Not Josh, the other one. [ if he even knows josh. ] Over a hundred and fifty and he doesn't look a day over twenty-five.
[ he's welcome to lead them in the general bed direction anytime, meanwhile. ]
[ he's welcome to lead them in the general bed direction anytime, meanwhile. ]
Never a boring day, or whatever. [ she agrees, her lips twitching into a grudging smile right back. since he's now occupying the space where her arm would be if she set it back down, she sets it on him instead, resting on his shoulder blade and bent at the elbow to curl up and vaguely mess with his hair with her fingers. it's an almost thoughtless movement - this is just how it goes, when sally's even remotely comfortable around you. she invades your space without a second thought. ]
What's our next terrible topic?
What's our next terrible topic?
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