[ It's those big, beautiful, vaguely perplexed brown eyes that make her back pedal in her laughter. It dies down weird and warbly because, oh, he's serious. He actually read the manual. What? Her arms cross, shoulders hunching as she tries to make herself seem smaller. ]
No, it's notβ [ Fuck. She coughs into her hand and clarifies, like she meant this all along: ] I would never think that's funny. I justβ
[ She wishes she could just. Smooth out that wrinkle on his face. Make his brows less taut so she can play this off smoother, more polite and cool like she meant to. ]
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No, it's notβ [ Fuck. She coughs into her hand and clarifies, like she meant this all along: ] I would never think that's funny. I justβ
[ She wishes she could just. Smooth out that wrinkle on his face. Make his brows less taut so she can play this off smoother, more polite and cool like she meant to. ]
βum, couldn't find one in my car..