Ces' head tilts, first to one side and then to the other, slow like she's taking the time to consider his offer. But there's still the twitching impressions of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, ruining any attempt at rumination. "I think so," she concludes, as though there was any other possible answer. "I appreciate you trying."
Then she knocks him with her hip again, grin widening. "So." The word lilts up at the end, teasing. "Does Flint look super handsome in his suit tonight?"
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Ces & Scout
Date: 2019-02-18 12:29 am (UTC)Then she knocks him with her hip again, grin widening. "So." The word lilts up at the end, teasing. "Does Flint look super handsome in his suit tonight?"