[ His hair looks so soft, it is hardly fair. She wants so very much to brush against it. See if that is some kind of illusion that her drink fogged gaze has put together out of the moment and the warm words she feels said so close. As much as she hears them.
A temptation too easily given into, as she lifts her hand up, and brushes against it, lightly with the curl of her knuckles to keep it as unpresuming as possible. ]
Do you see me as an eternity, then? [ Laughed, because she is full of it. ]
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A temptation too easily given into, as she lifts her hand up, and brushes against it,
lightly with the curl of her knuckles to keep it as unpresuming as possible. ]
Do you see me as an eternity, then? [ Laughed, because she is full of it. ]