[Well, now she's tempted, her cheeks flushing at the thought and her eyes going wide, as if she's just been caught doing something she shouldn't have been. Or thinking something she shouldn't have been, as those bubbles rise and rise around her... and he just walks off and leaves her standing there without even a kiss after that!?
She jogs after him, a trail of those hearts following after her, and she shoves them away.]
You know, I'm starting to think these bubbles are your fault.
no subject
She jogs after him, a trail of those hearts following after her, and she shoves them away.]
You know, I'm starting to think these bubbles are your fault.