“I can’t tell you how excited I am. It’s like Christmas, opening a present! Thank you!”
There we go, she’s out of scientific exposition mode and back to adorkable mode.
She bent down and kissed me squarely in the center of the forehead.
Did this cause shipping?
I mean, it doesn’t seem like it should, but it takes so little for some people to start shipping something, regardless of how fucked up it is. In both directions, in this case.
When she sat up, there was crimson all over her lips and chin. She wiped most of it away with the back of her hand, uncaring.
Yeah, you don’t have this kind of power and style and care about getting a little bloody.
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