+ opens it, steals a sip, and then offers it her way. )
Just promise we can have some kind of talk about what's going on when you're feeling better, alright? That you'll hear me out. This is serious stuff. Serious stuff I actually /care/ about.
Relax, kid. I'm getting you your soda. No need to be throwing words like 'jerk' around, you might hurt someone's feelings . . . Like this handsome jerk right here.
(* He points at himself with a tooth-y grin before moving to grab a can of orange soda from the fridge. He +
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and you're the one that's a * jerk. i know. you wasted whatever smarts you had on weed and an engineering degree.
i just want my orange soda. please, ashley?
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Well pop some tylenol, and then we can have it until it sticks to that brain of yours. You're supposed to be the smart one, Cher.
I can't be the hot one and the brain! It'd throw everything into a head-spin.
Cheryl you've got to stop this, kid. The whole coming back to life thing, it's ah- freaking me out a little, yeah ?
Not the orange soda thing though, I'll grab you one, and me one.
Except mine is beer flavoured, because it's beer.
He sort of takes a second to shake off his own fixation before a lopsided smile grows on his lips.
Look at that! She's already talking to him! This is going great!
" Sorry about that, honey. My mouth tends to water when I see something good enough to eat. "
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brow quirked , cigarette lingering from soft , crimson lips . subtle smirk , eyes rolling , โ do us all a favor ๏น . close your mouth , love . these shoes are too expensive to be marinating in a puddle . โ
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Totally not drooling while looking at @diaboliintus.
(* He has a thing for hot milfy demons that he doesn't know are demons. The feelings will fade when he figures the latter out. )
Nice big stretch. Back cracking, shoulders crunching, muscles aching.
He's told it takes a lot of hard work to get this sexy, but- He wouldn't know.
All of this is natural, baby.