[She's got exactly one (1) noticeable sign of happiness to judge by, so far, so unless he gains interest in his own enjoyment fast, that's what she's gunning for.
(RIP, Dazai.)
With all due permission granted, her hand slips up to sink in his hair—and then clenches hard enough in it to put a not-quite-painful strain on it.]
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(RIP, Dazai.)
With all due permission granted, her hand slips up to sink in his hair—and then clenches hard enough in it to put a not-quite-painful strain on it.]
How's this?