"I think so," he says, fidgeting with his wine glass for a moment. "More
interesting than me, anyway." His eyes are drawn to her bare skin, the
design on her shoulder and the one on the ceiling that it echoes.
"That's...I'm sorry that that happened to you." He nudges her gently with
his knuckles. "Is here better?" He laughs at himself. "Jesus. I'm sorry.
That was a stupid question."
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Date: 2023-01-26 12:04 am (UTC)"I think so," he says, fidgeting with his wine glass for a moment. "More interesting than me, anyway." His eyes are drawn to her bare skin, the design on her shoulder and the one on the ceiling that it echoes. "That's...I'm sorry that that happened to you." He nudges her gently with his knuckles. "Is here better?" He laughs at himself. "Jesus. I'm sorry. That was a stupid question."