I swear that I'm all right again, hope is in my veins

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lastcall) wrote on June 3rd, 2021 at 03:10 am

[Her back arches a little as he slips both hands to her waist, a thrill running up her spine too fast for her to hold back reacting to it. The longer she sits on his lap, the more he touches her and interacts with her, the more her experiences with the illusion version of him seem so very different. Yes, already.]

I admit, it surprises me to hear you say that. What...how would it have been different?

[Maybe she still feels a little exposed and wants to find balance between them by getting him to talk more, or maybe it's just curiosity, but she can't stop herself from asking as she continues to sip her tea. It burns down her throat from heat and whiskey and hopefully ought to relax her a little.]

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