[Oh, she is for sure the thirsty one here, her longing gaze knowing no shame as she watches that water. Her tongue darts out to lick her lips, and she hopes that his ears don't pick up that sigh over the sounds of the water.
Not that it makes a difference because the bubbles are out of control. She doesn't notice but they are all red as they float around her, creating a foamy barrier at her hips where the water pools.
And when he makes it back to her, she motions to the lid.]
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Not that it makes a difference because the bubbles are out of control. She doesn't notice but they are all red as they float around her, creating a foamy barrier at her hips where the water pools.
And when he makes it back to her, she motions to the lid.]
... Open it.
[No glasses? That's fine.]