Continued chaos in the car jostles Lucy, only a little, but she hardly glances away from Dustin; her only reaction is a small, tortured exhale, as if this is simply her lot, and a haughty set of the jaw as she gazes upward, still transfixed.
"You could have," she teases, because it's true. The nail of her thumb travels the line of Dustin's index finger, and she tugs at him, taking a step backward that drags him toward the exit. Then --
"Oh," she breathes, pausing. Her smile twists playfully, teeth drawing in her lower lip. "But are you sure you'd like to leave? You didn't have your heart set on another dance? A photo? A pointless drink?"
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Dustin & Lucy
Date: 2019-04-28 06:07 pm (UTC)"You could have," she teases, because it's true. The nail of her thumb travels the line of Dustin's index finger, and she tugs at him, taking a step backward that drags him toward the exit. Then --
"Oh," she breathes, pausing. Her smile twists playfully, teeth drawing in her lower lip. "But are you sure you'd like to leave? You didn't have your heart set on another dance? A photo? A pointless drink?"