@newsflcsh delicately perching on the arm of the recliner with an elbow propped against the top for support. ]
excuse my closeness...
[ despite her words, there's no attempt to remedy it- in fact, she seems to only lean closer, hand resting on his chest now. ]
maybe we should take a -
// teaching myself russian and it made me think of ae hold on i see what caily just posted poking up at the bottom of my screen i need to switch accounts rq
@NortonsMarigold and huffing out a quiet chuckle. Without moving, and careful to keep the cigarette firmly lodged between their lips, they exhale the rest of their smoke directly in the other's face. ]
Go on, then.
๐ญ| [ @NortonsMarigold ]
[ Stuck attending a mandatory party for their company, clearly bored with the usual social niceties, the Trickster sets his eyes on one of his favorite subjects.
Weaving through the crowd, dark three-piece suit somehow remaining perfect all the way, -
@NortonsMarigold I could.
[ She shrugs, but the smug look on her face and lack of any attempt to move makes it obvious they both know she won't have to. He inhales deeply when the lighter's brought up, and has already begun to pull away before Patchwork stops him.
He pauses, raising a brow -
@NortonsMarigold before landing firmly on their face. In a smooth motion, he puts the unlit cigarette between his lips and leans forward, pressing into their space once again. Slight muffled in an attempt to keep the tube perched in his mouth, he tilts his head and asks: ]
Light it for me?
@NortonsMarigold [ Gloved hands raise in mock defeat, slender fingers still holding the cigarette firmly. ]
As you wish.
[ She laughs again before moving away and finally giving Patchwork some space, instead leaning against the wall, one leg propped up. Trickster looks the other up and down, -
@NortonsMarigold [ So he does, gently pushing and pulling his companion with him as he directs them down a dark hallway and eventually out a well hidden back door. They pull out a cigarette- one they must have snuck from Patchwork already. ]
Do you have a light, dear?
@NortonsMarigold Well, like you said: it's unsightly for the boss not to make an appearance.
[ She chuckles, the sound reverberating where she's pressed against the other before Trickster finally pulls away. Still, his hand remains lightly resting on Patchwork's hip. ]
Let's go, then. -
@newsflcsh trickster towers over the back to smile down at his guest. ]
i'm glad.
[ the hand returns, its partner now along with it, both placing themselves gently on paperboy's upper arms. ]
is there anything i should take a look at first? anything you're... concerned about?
@newsflcsh [ grey eyes narrow at the sight, taking careful notice of the other's expression as her grin widens. ]
i am /very/ grateful, i assure you.
[ there's a gentle squeeze to their shoulder before the pressure vanishes entirely. rounding the chair to stand further behind it, -
@NortonsMarigold across and around the other to nudge their way into a pocket and nudging the box inside. Trickster's grin returning, he looks back with narrowed eyes. ]
Care for a smoke?
@NortonsMarigold as she finally turns her gaze to survey the crowd. It turns her expression to a bored one, polished shoe tapping against the floor in a quiet rhythm. ]
They won't miss me for a moment or two. I've never been fond of these, anyway.
[ The tapping stalls, a gloved hand slipping -